Sometimes I wish you were never apart of my life.
But if it wasn't for you, what the hell would be left of me?
Would all of the cuts and scratches and scars disappear? All of these ugly, little things that tell my story would simply evaporate?
It's because of you that I can tell the good days from the bad.
And it's because of you I appreciate the small things.
I appreciate smooth roads because I've driven on rocky.
Some days I close my eyes so tight they hurt. I beg and I beg and I beg that when I wake up, all of the bad is gone.
The memories.
The hurt.
The ache.
But I open my eyes and I'm still just here. So I exist.
And some days, that's all I need to do,
Simply exist.
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 6:42 PM UTC
Sometimes I wish you were never apart of my life.
But if it wasn't for you, what the hell would be left of me?
Would all of the cuts and scratches and scars disappear? All of these ugly, little things that tell my story would simply evaporate?
It's because of you that I can tell the good days from the bad.
And it's because of you I appreciate the small things.
I appreciate smooth roads because I've driven on rocky.
Some days I close my eyes so tight they hurt. I beg and I beg and I beg that when I wake up, all of the bad is gone.
The memories.
The hurt.
The ache.
But I open my eyes and I'm still just here. So I exist.
And some days, that's all I need to do,
Simply exist.