I've come up with every single scenario that's never happened and the letdown comes and comes. I've got nobody else to blame but me for my self made despair. The hurt I've caused myself has led me deeply astray and writing these words on this paper is the closest thing to make it go away.

How easy would it be if I could point my finger at everybody else but me? The sweet relief of blame off my shoulders doesn't cure the ignorance in me. All I want is peace of mind without my anger robbing it from me yet again. So I turn away, I walk on without regret. I never needed you.

It took months for me to break this heart made of stone. But when it hits again, I'll know this time I'm not alone.