I'm starting to feel the drift. The one between you and I. It's like the separation of two worlds; one left in abundance, while the other is left scarce. Where both planets are so stubborn, neither is willing to admit to their faults and needs.
I guess I can't say I've never foreseen this drift happening. It comes as no real surprise. All friends eventually go there separate ways.
I understand. I could never be mad at you for living your own life......but still. I can be sad that you've decided to start it without me.
I hate myself for loving you, and I hate how I ruined us with it.
I hate what happened, and I hate that there's nothing I can do to change it.
I hate that I still love you, even after everything my feelings caused.
But most of all, I hate that I'm the reason.
I'M the reason you pulled away. I'M the reason you found another person to trust. I'M the reason that you don't love me, and I will always be the reason for why what we had is gone forever. All because I wasn't strong enough to let you go.
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Random Short Glimpses Into My Mind
RandomA collection of short stories, poems, and emotionally charged pieces. Writing has become an outlet for me to express any positive or negative emotion I may feel. If you feel like you're feeling something deep down and want to know if you're the only...
