When is it time to say Good-Bye.

I think I'm done.

That's what I keep telling myself.

I'm done.

Then I go right back.

Then I'm not done. I'm just

crazy.

I have no idea how to deal anymore. Do I cry? Do I yell?

How do I move-on?

I'm done parading Good-Bye's but never going through with them.

I keep telling myself this is what I wanted, and it is. It's exactly what I wanted, but why do I feel so bitter.

Cold.

Unwanted?

Why?
Why?
Why?

I'm lost.