How can someone pack some much anger into just a few short sentences?
You finally say what you've been hiding--you're happier feeling lost and out of control
not having anyone, least of all ME, to answer to. You needed distance
to hide from everyone, ME again, and once again feel like you.
It has been so long, and you come out of your corner, ready to fight, but you know
I'm a pacifist, and I just took your punches, toothless, ******, bruised.
I let you slide your glinting knives into my heart, let you fillet the remnants of my soul
and serve them to me cold.
You never needed me, that much was clear, but at least you WANTED me.
Now that is all gone and what am I left here with? These feelings that you don't care
about anymore, this broken shell of a man who cared so much for you.
And you just threw me away.....said you're happier with the chaos and the voices
then someone who freely offered a shoulder, a smile, an ear, a friendship, a heart.
I will always cherish the time that we had, and will one day, some day, be able to
open my heart again to someone else. But you took a piece of it today that I'll never
get back. I'll always have that hole to remember you by. I think of you every day, when
I wake up, when i go to sleep, in the quiet moments of the day.
I try to swallow this lump in my throat, pray that this constant ache in my chest starts
to finally fade, that the ache in my center will taper off. When will I be able to smile,
laugh again, feel joy when my world has crashed down upon me? She made me feel
and now I just wish i could stop feeling at all.
she finally decided to say what she's been holding in and, even through email you could taste the acid of her words. how did we ever come to this?
