The little thought in the back of my mind of what we could be sinks in at 2am and all I want to do is cry. I sit and I try not to remember how badly it hurt to leave the person I loved more then life itself. Sometimes things are unexplainable and I don't expect you to understand that a year ago I wasn't me. And no mater how many times I try to write it or I try to explain it all I can think of and all that comes out of my mouth is I didn't know who I was or what I was doing .... I had no idea what kind of life I was living. And In me not knowing me it made me not know you. It made me question everything. I sit some days and I think and I wonder, how it was so easy for you to move on.... so easy for you to be in love . And I sit here everyday wishing that I could just be happy. And not even with you but just in general. Wishing I could find someone to love me, wishing I could find someone who wouldn't give up. Wishing that I could be in love once more. I wish you could teach me how to do it. I always wondered why you would swear that I was going behind your back and kissing other guys and why you always acted like I had a line of people around the block waiting to be in love with me and then I realized it was because it was actually you. You had the line of people you had the dates. While I waited six months to even start thinking about kissing someone and when I did god I wish I had did it long before. You trapped me in inside a mind of regret and deceit and made me feel as though I was doing everything wrong when in reality it wasn't me.
It was you, trapped inside a mind that had nothing left to prove, other then you didn't really love me. I hope one day you realize that too.
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The longing for you, The ending of us.
PoetryThe longing for you, The ending of us is a collection of poems, letters, excerpts from stages of my life and relationships. With this I hope to show that no matter what you are going through at the time you are not alone. No matter how alone you fee...
