Monday, December 18, 2006

I Was Right. (An Emo Post)

That I would be fine tomorrow and I am.  Last night was almost theraputic in a way.  I could let it go... and be happy that I am letting it go.  I would have done anything for that man.  One intelligent conversation could have helped it.  But it didn't happen.  I am accepting that I got fucked over.  It was half my fault.  But the place that I landed after falling away from him was so much better than before I met him.  He could say fuck all about it afterwards... blame me... not care anymore... he probably moved on after a week of me being gone... rip at the scar he is creating to protect himself from his real feelings... but I left him.  I got out.  I changed my life again.  And now it's time to let it go. 

 

"I wanna heal... I wanna feel... what I thought was never real..."
"Thanks for acting like you cared.. and making me feel like I was the only one... It's nice to know we had it all.. Thanks watching as I fall... and letting me know we were done." 
"You had me, you lost me, you're wasted, you cost me... I don't want you here messing with my mind."
"If I just breathe, let it fill the space between, I'll know everything is alright..."
 
 

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