DEAR DIARY.
I sometimes guess we all think we have our lives figured out,
we think that one person we assume we have fallen in love with is going to be with us our whole lives.
we all want that perfect love we read on worn pages of a book,
that love we see other people having, and we quickly rush to fall in love not knowing we are losing ourselves in the course.
I guess I would say I lost myself in the run,
I gave up what I valued for something I was not even sure I would keep up with.
I guess am I regretting falling in love with the wrong person,
It's making me feel an unrelenting bitterness like no other emotion.
Each night was a cover to hide my cries,
To keep from showing all these lies
If I could go back,
I'd change it all
I would stop myself from even falling in love
Stop myself from starting to fall
Leave before it would hurt
Consumed by hatred, I lost all sight
I knew what was wrong, but it felt so right
Each truth a lie I learned to hold
While watching each one start to unfold
These diamond lies wouldn't seem so strange
I guess I failed to let go of everything I knew was a lie only because I chose to call it love
when I knew the toxicity it held.
I guess you did us both a favor by choosing not to stay
it only opened doors for me to find someone who really appreciates my presence
When you meet someone new who sweeps you off your feet,
someone who sees you right through those unspoken words and actions,
you clearly understand what love is or even fail to explain how you feel.
Colors seem brighter,
sounds more resonant,
and smells more powerful.
I guess the new chapter of my life has just begun.
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The Depths Of My Heart
Storie breviA diary collection of my thoughts. At this moment my thoughts are my greatest threat. I can't bare to think of anything but the way my life is taking a huge turn and I have to comply. I'm becoming a slave in my own mind and am trapped inside. My hea...
