I saw you today. You smiled at me.
I loved that smile. I loved the way your eyes smiled along with your lips. I loved the heart your smile came from.
But your lips also lied to me, and so many people. Then why the fuck do I still love them?
Why should I forgive you for screwing me over when I could just shut you out of my life completely? Maybe because I still love you and your damn lying mouth.
When you ignore me for months, then ask for me back again, what should I do?
I should ignore you and your sorry ass. I should let you be alone, as I was for those months when you acted like I didn't exist.
Why should I let you think you can come back to me after an agonizing length of time not acknowledging me? I was right here for you the whole time, but don't talk advantage of that now.
You had something you could've kept, but you chucked it away.
I heard you do that a lot, and I hate you for it. I hate you so very fucking much. But the love I have for you outweighs that.
Damn me for feeling that. And damn you too.
But, I still love you. I love you even with the bullshit you speak and the shit you do.
YOU ARE READING
To No One In Particular
Non-FictionSomething to record my thoughts and feelings for whatever mood I'm in. They may be from personal experience and might just be a place for my imagination to explode.
