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It’s 10:18, another long day, another lonely night, and I just cried for no reason... Well obviously there's          always a reason. and I guess the reason is... that I don't know what to do. I               feel trapped. I don't want my life to be this twisted-up "love" story                                       anymore because                        its become more of a pathetic tragedy than anything else completely different than anything I had ever imagined going into this over a year ago... And I guess the truth is... that I can't play this charade anymore and I can't pretend that there's any reason           that I should forgive you for       anything that you did. I can't pretend that I don't still         hurt sometimes, and I can't pretend that sometimes my heart doesn't still l                                                                                          o                                                                                            n                                                                                              g  for you, confused about what happened, why you are suddenly gone, and what this means: having so many wonderful memories together and now having nothing not even words for each other. Well I've taken some time and I've listened to my heart; it tells                  me to let               you               go. Go. I can't be with                                          you anymore. I can't be in love with                                   you anymore I can't give                                    you a third chance. Second chances are all that I've got and I'm sorry that you ruined your last shot but I'm cashed out, I'm done,           you have met my threshold for emotional abuse so c o n g r a t u l a t i o n s . ...I want to find somebody better But that seems close to impossible                                                      You       were the best I ever had So respectful-and-kind-and-nice-and-sweet You never asked for more than I            could                     give But I gave you too much anyway because that's just how I was...  But and the end of the day,       you      genuinely cared. Its more difficult than you would think to find someone who has truly good intentions. That truly just... cares. Even though I never ripped you apart, the way         you     tore at my hope I never cheated like                       you     did I didn't hide things like                           you     did Sometimes its still hard, to believe that I deserve better Because like I said,                     you     were the best I ever had                                                     You    treated me better than anyone else ever has So I wonder if I will ever find someone who will really treat             me                               right... I like to believe that I am good I like to believe that I am worth it... But right now, staring at this screen, remembering                                you remembering              us, and wondering just where we went wrong... I don't know.
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Mar 12, 2011
Mar 12, 2011 at 3:22 PM UTC
...And its 10:18
It’s 10:18, another long day, another lonely night, and I just cried for no reason... Well obviously there's          always a reason. and I guess the reason is... that I don't know what to do. I               feel trapped. I don't want my life to be this twisted-up "love" story                                       anymore because                        its become more of a pathetic tragedy than anything else completely different than anything I had ever imagined going into this over a year ago... And I guess the truth is... that I can't play this charade anymore and I can't pretend that there's any reason           that I should forgive you for       anything that you did. I can't pretend that I don't still         hurt sometimes, and I can't pretend that sometimes my heart doesn't still l                                                                                          o                                                                                            n                                                                                              g  for you, confused about what happened, why you are suddenly gone, and what this means: having so many wonderful memories together and now having nothing not even words for each other. Well I've taken some time and I've listened to my heart; it tells                  me to let               you               go. Go. I can't be with                                          you anymore. I can't be in love with                                   you anymore I can't give                                    you a third chance. Second chances are all that I've got and I'm sorry that you ruined your last shot but I'm cashed out, I'm done,           you have met my threshold for emotional abuse so c o n g r a t u l a t i o n s . ...I want to find somebody better But that seems close to impossible                                                      You       were the best I ever had So respectful-and-kind-and-nice-and-sweet You never asked for more than I            could                     give But I gave you too much anyway because that's just how I was...  But and the end of the day,       you      genuinely cared. Its more difficult than you would think to find someone who has truly good intentions. That truly just... cares. Even though I never ripped you apart, the way         you     tore at my hope I never cheated like                       you     did I didn't hide things like                           you     did Sometimes its still hard, to believe that I deserve better Because like I said,                     you     were the best I ever had                                                     You    treated me better than anyone else ever has So I wonder if I will ever find someone who will really treat             me                               right... I like to believe that I am good I like to believe that I am worth it... But right now, staring at this screen, remembering                                you remembering              us, and wondering just where we went wrong... I don't know.
I was experimenting with different ways of placing words. Its not my best poetic work , I just vented to the computer, but I think it becomes more interesting with the way the words are placed and such..
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Mar 12, 2011
Mar 12, 2011 at 3:22 PM UTC
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