Broken hearts club

scars

You had me bent over backwards just to provide to your needs, you had me crying on the floor begging you not to leave but you did.

Wounds have been unwrapped and scars made.

Wounds bleed once fiddled with, my wounds have been fiddled with and they are bleeding.

Im not restored and I won't bleed on you

The gashes will never really patched up, and will tend to bleed at points.

Best I tend to them, and patch them up but not ever overlook the fact that they'll open up again.

Vulnerable it may make me look, but my heart knows too well.

Not sure I want the gashes to heal even though I know ultimately they will because it's the last memory I have of you.

Of what you ensured.

The hurt you instigated which will endlessly be my weight to bear, and mine unaided.

A blessing and curse, you are.

For bringing my soul joy and bliss and leaving it with sorrow and hurt.

I attempt and fail, to let go of what we had, since you broke my heart, you too were the cause of its completion.

Just because it aches, doesn't mean its not the right thing to do.

In order to rise I needed to fall, in order to love, I needed to be broken.

And I can only express my gratitude through a simple thank you.

Without u I would've settled for less then I deserve.

I still bleed and white apparel did me no good because the blood would always ooze through and leave stains.

I sought the security and safety from the darkness, in which I can bleed with no1 realizing it

My heart knows no hate, and my souls pursues no vengeance... I live on love, care and shear will, to know not such evil... I love you and hate you not, I wish you well and hiss no curses... I've loved, I've hurt, I'll grow, and I'll learn to love again.

One day at a time, one problem at a time.

Slow and steady will I reach the end of the tunnel.

My intention is to live to the day where your name wouldn't make me smile no more

My aim is to live to the day where your name would not make me smile, make my heart skip no beat, pulsate my blood with adrenaline and not flicker any sleight emotion.

Although I dread the coming of that day I will have to face it either way.

I feel that day draw near as I speak to u less as the days go by.

The light at the end of the tunnel is becoming bright.