8/15

Dear you,
I’d never really ever admit this to you, but I wanted you. I wanted you so much. But in the end, things ended exactly the way I knew they would. Not the way I hoped they would. I understand that in some ways you are the exact opposite of everything I am, but that only made me want you more. You could show me a whole new view of things that I never even knew existed. I’m really sorry things didn’t work out. But I know it’s not my fault it didn’t. I was more than willing to lay it all out on the line. Things just weren’t meant to ever work out with us. And I can honestly say that no one is more sorry of that than I am.
Love, Me.

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8/15

I guess that’s all we will ever be right? Just a sometimes thing. Just a certain day of the week thing. Just a maybe thing. Just a, “only when I’m lonely” thing. Just a “what if thing”. But we will never actually be a real thing, will we?

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Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.
Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.

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8/14

I wish I could stop thinking about you, like I want too. Like I know I should. But here my mind goes again, wandering over to you.

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8/14

I want you. I want your lips and everything that branches from them. I want your sweet words and your arms around my shoulders. I don’t just want that for a night. I want that for longer. I want it for days at a time. I just want everything about you to completely be mine. Please just be mine.

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8/14

I told myself I wouldn’t get attached. Not to you, at least not you. But it felt so good just for even a second to pretend that you were mine and I was yours.

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8/13

I shouldn’t be afraid, I shouldn’t be afraid because I won’t even let you close enough to hurt me. I won’t let you in at all. I won’t let you make cracks in the wall that shields my heart from yours. Too many times have I been down the road of thinking that people are different. But in the end, every time I’m left clutching my chest, and my heart feeling like it’s being smashed into my bones. Every time I’m left lost and crying so hard it feels like my body is going to cave in. Every time I end up in the same place, broken beyond repair.

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8/12

Maybe this is how it’s all suppose to be. I’m not suppose to know who you are anymore. I use to know you, I use to be able to already know what you were going to say before the the words flowed out of your lovely mouth. I use to tell you how you felt, before you even accepted the fact that you felt that way. But now you’re turning into a complete stranger. I can’t make sense of you anymore.

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8/11

I need something new, someplace new. A place where no one can look at me and utter my name under their breath. I need a place where everything makes sense and where the confusion can fade. A place where everything has a place. I just need somewhere that I can feel without a doubt in my mind, that I belong.

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8/11

There’s a difference between moving on and giving up. I have finally learned that difference after the constant battle of whether to choose my mind or my heart. I’m moving on, because it’s about time that I stop letting you tear my heart apart.

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