don't start / won't hurt

Built it up in my head
Something that I could hold onto
Little gifts, special days
A sense of ownership.

Having somewhere to go
Someone to call
Someone to wonder where you are
- It's the little things.

Formal, official, a start and an end
If we don't announce a start
Can we avoid the end?
Would it be possible to pretend
without closure, it's not over
it never meant that much
to be hurt.

Can you grieve a loss
of what you never had?
Don't start, won't hurt
don't tell me the truth.