Sunday, February 26, 2012

I can't stop thinking what would have happened of we didn't give up on each other


-- nobody ever saw you like I did and you know where that got me? Looking like an idiot when I couldnt let you go.
-- sometimes I lay in bed remembering our conversations and imagining what I should have said instead.
-- he may not be the most attractive guy out there. He may not be the smartest, or the most well dressed. But he has my heart and I love him exactly the way he is. He makes mistakes I know. He's not perfect and I don't expect him to be. But in my yes he's everything.
-- I'm just so sick and tired of this. I want to be alright without you. I want I be able to go a month, a week, an hour without thinking of you. All I wonder is why you don't care at all anymore. I am just so sick and tired of needing you in my life knowing that you only make me sad
-- I just want to know if you meant everything you said. I don't want you back, I don't want an apology. I just want the truth. I want I know if what we had was even worth fighting for in the first place. I want to know if I cross your mind. I want to know I you realize just how much you messed up.
-- as you move on, remember me. Remember us and all we used to be.
-- and when I read all our conversations, the memories flow through my mind like a gentle stream if water. It kills me I relive those once happy moments.
-- unlike him, I just can't walk away. It's not that easy for me to just let go I guess unlike him, it actually mattered to me
-- constantly looking for the slightest signs that show that you miss what you left behind...me
-- without me. You pushed me off the ride, but you hoped I wouldn't fall in this deep out inside. But it's bottomless and too late without a light that could go by the name of you.
-- everyday I'm going to get up as live. I'm going to breathe, laugh, and smile. And maybe one day I'll have a reason too.
-- I need to stop thinking so much because thinking just makes it hurt all over again.
-- you didn't lie. You just beat around the truth with these nice cryptic words.




forgive me. I've lost my faith in you. But you've done this to yourself