1) i am leaving things be, therefore leave me be. i dont care anymore. it happens.
2)I ABSOLUTELY HATE MISCOMMUNICATIONS.
2.5) but I am pretty happy with life.
3)i am ridiculously and irrevocable consumed by my own regretfull manifestation. i cannot think and if i do think i cant think of anything but of which owns my being. irony is this:
never saying i love you at the moment you should have because you didnt think you meant it but once you realized you did all along there was no love to be told too. and your heart is left as shriveled up as his was broken when you tore it out. you opened your own wound. you dug your own grave and while you were shoveling the dirt into the six foot pitt you thought it was somebody elses'.not yours of course not yours.
i tell myself its a phase. it'll pass. everthing will pass. but four years isn't enough. karma got me bad. no more leading star, no more lazy eye, no more scar tissue, all thats left is i miss you.
TWO MORE DAYS.
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