Maybe you didn't meant to, maybe you wanted to work things out, but when you expect there to be change with not pain maybe that's when you're not for me.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
These things have no value to you, moving on for you is forgetting, its leaving, its becoming casual and than never thinking on the importance of what we had. Ladies and gents this is the classic case of infatuation when a person is to focused on the concept of someone and then as the other person slowly falls in love the other quickly falls out and expects no casualties in the end. But there is only one in the end the person who fell for the infatuation.
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 10:33 PM UTC
And in that moment she yeeted away from all the ********
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 10:28 PM UTC
When were you ever going to wake up
When I was gone
Married
Had children
He never thought he had died
In a way he had
He forgot how to be alive
Now he did
What he thought best
In the way only he knew he could
He was just doing better than the man before him
Working hard
Kissing his wife on the cheek
Always reminding me to be meek
Having pointless conversations
With even more pointless people
Your allusion that they knew you
But you couldn’t let them rule you
You always told me to quote fire
To stuff my eyes with wonder
But you wouldn’t relish
In your own advice
Suffering silently was your best advice
You always had your island
I was always waiting on the bridge
When will the time come when I can finally be let in.
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 8:05 PM UTC
Those are my saving, those are my protection, those who wrong me, hate me, or don't know me don't get that part of me. You will never see that part of me again, to many chances and my walls are barely left standing. I will rebuild even higher where you will not see me, for I am different and in this you don't deserve my different.
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 8:03 PM UTC
Your loyalty resides in falseness. You are not a clean slate rather a rationalist, you rationalize whether continuing something will benefit you. Someone slanders you "I don't want to be their friend", a friend of 13 years slanders you,"I have to be their friend for one more year but I wan't things to be normal again." Fake is what you reside in, and the world has made you hard. You have made yourself hard which is the saddest part. In something that you can control you made yourself this person who is perceived untouchable and maybe you are. Because it never felt like I ever touched you.
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 8:00 PM UTC
Those moments, lapses, and seasons of being okay. The morning Ted Talks of figuring out how to deal with a broken heart. The pro's and cons of what, when, or why. The days of nothing of the **** of getting over it.
The sadness of who knowing he is no longer yours. The missed out opportunities, the heartbreak, the absolute heartbreak. The ******* maturity of it all. But I'm on fire and I'm going to blaze, I will come in waves and I will leave with no trace. The gasoline gets hotter and brighter and I am burnt out. I will ignite again but I don't know when.
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 7:49 PM UTC
You know why you never liked yellow, because you could never handle what it really was. You weren't capable of handling the sweetness of the sour or the sour of the sweetness. It was too much for your taste, you fooled yourself into thinking you could but you never could. Go and find yourself a pink girl who is just sweet and nothing else who defines what you want. But leave me alone I am no longer your yellow girl and I wish I never was.
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 7:28 PM UTC