cuze I should just expect it to be taken away. and I be thrown away. worthless, but what else should be expected. It's my fault. It always is- well not always but its not hard to believe that it is my fault and this time I know it is my damn fault. I'll try keeping the swearing low.
I'm pretty much just fucking upset right now. and really hurt. someone mend my broken fucking heart. well no. dont bother. dont fucking touch me. I think I deserve to be fucking alone through this. It's still up to you. You know where I stand. Now, I want to know where you stand.
You know you can just get rid of me, discard me. Leave me.
You know I am willing to change. I told you I don't change for other people. I'd be changing for myself in hopes of becoming a better person.
You know you can move on and forget about me, make me a pigment of your past or of your imagination whichever you wish.
I still feel a lot towards you and I don't want you to go.
You know when you find something you don't want to let go of, and it's not until they're about to leave that you realize how much you want them and how much you did wrong? =/ yeah well it's clicked. and I know not to let you go if I can help it.
Damn, I dont think Ive ever said that to anybody before. I'm always ready to let go, move on... i dont know why this time is different. well I know why. but.. ouch.
Part of me is thinking, just let it go if its going to hurt this much. another part of me is telling me to hold on bc I know it can be something good.
-peace.
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