A Wall.

I can see the space. I can feel the distance. I can touch the gap. Things will never be what they were. I want to believe he wants to forgive me but isn't ready. I'm not sure he wants to. I'm not sure he can at all. I think I broke us beyond repair. He can't say the words. I don't know if he feels them... probably not. The words feel dirty in my mouth. I can feel them in my heart, but when I want to say them it doesn't feel right. It feels like I don't deserve to say them. I don't know if he wants to hear them. He doesn't trust me. I can't forgive myself. I probably never will. I ruined the one shot at happiness. Sometime this summer... there's an expiration date. Everything that once was will be a memory. Everything that could have been will be a dream. Everything I did wrong will haunt me forever.