The awesome chocolateverries suggested listening to Fallout by Marianas Trench - which just happens to be my favourite band - this is what come from it.
She's the fallout.
He doesn't understand it completely.
Doesn't understand how she could just move on.
Move on like they were never a couple.
Maybe they never were.
He knows thats not true.
But he can't help think it.
The thoughts usually comes when he's in his apartment.
His empty apartment.
His empty room.
His empty bed.
It all reminds him of her.
He knows its for the best,
But doesn't understand how she can be so damn polite and composed.
How she can act like they were never anything more than just teammates.
She's fine, but what about him?
What should he do?
He can't forget it.
He doesn't want to.
He should, but he doesn't.
She makes it look so easy.
When she looks at him.
He feels like he is on a ledge,
He wants to fight for her,
But he shouldn't have to.
And now there's him.
Him.
He doesn't even want to say the name.
He can't.
He gets less and less of her now.
She makes it look so easy.
And,
She's the fallout.
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