Thoughts
The destructive kind
Invade
Attack
Destroy
All semblance of sanity inside my head
Excuses
Seem ludicrous
Unacceptable
Thoughts tell me
It’s all my fault
I’m too much
Too handle
Too emotional
That I’m not worth it
Agonizing
Because I know it’s not true
2 weeks is nothing
2 days is so long
Black blank screen
Annoying
I just want it to ******* vibrate already
I want my phone to light up with his name
Saying anything
A response
A dismissal
Anything
I just want to know.
I want to know whether I should
Keep hoping
Texting
Worrying
Thinking
Or stop
Caring
Investing
Start getting over him.
Because I hate this waiting period
Where I’m torn between logical reasons
And extravagant excuses
I want to know if I should blame myself
Or him
Or anyone for that matter
2 weeks is nothing
2 days is so long.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
Thoughts
The destructive kind
Invade
Attack
Destroy
All semblance of sanity inside my head
Excuses
Seem ludicrous
Unacceptable
Thoughts tell me
It’s all my fault
I’m too much
Too handle
Too emotional
That I’m not worth it
Agonizing
Because I know it’s not true
2 weeks is nothing
2 days is so long
Black blank screen
Annoying
I just want it to ******* vibrate already
I want my phone to light up with his name
Saying anything
A response
A dismissal
Anything
I just want to know.
I want to know whether I should
Keep hoping
Texting
Worrying
Thinking
Or stop
Caring
Investing
Start getting over him.
Because I hate this waiting period
Where I’m torn between logical reasons
And extravagant excuses
I want to know if I should blame myself
Or him
Or anyone for that matter
2 weeks is nothing
2 days is so long.
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Written
26 December 2011
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