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Yesh, this is an update finally. I doubt any of you read these anymore, but whatever. I know this happened a while ago, but in past recent events, like....last thursday, I was reunited with feelings I thought I had buried a long time ago. I feel better finally getting out all the pain and hurt I feel about Victor breaking up with me, but it still hurts. I suppose that's what heartbreak is like. Trusting someone with your all, making promises that were going to be kept. Telling the other that...that you love them. And then...it all blows up in your face. It's simply a "I don't think we should do this anymore." It sucks, you know? To believe in your heart that you'd be with this person for the rest of your life, then...it's gone, in a fraction of a second. And, it was done on the internet. But...I realized that my poem from before, completely fits this situation, so I felt like posting it again. Sorry for the repeat.
You don't even know the pain I feel When I start to question what is real I know you're the cause My lust for you gnaws Its way, through my brain And I'm here, alone standing By myself, with tears of understanding Rolling down my cheeks
Now I know my bended Heart won't be mended By your love.... No longer will I cry Or ask for help from up above I don't blame thee I blame myself for my insecurities
This time I'm really confused About what I should do I have this fear of never being satisfied I can't find stable happiness, I've tried and tried This isn't easy, I'm the butt of my own joke I want some affection, this is all I hope
Now I know my bended Heart won't be mended By your love.... No longer will I cry Or ask for help from up above And I'll live my life until I die Wondering if I'll ever be satisfied It's not easy being the butt of your own joke I want some affection, this is all I hope
Now...the end is wrong. I don't want affection, I don't want anything. I simply want to be alone. I don't want to trust anyone with my love ever again. I don't want to suffer from this pain any longer. It hurts...and I can't take much more. Some of it is gone thanks to Tyrone, Kim, and Sarah, but...the parts that I can't tell them. The parts that are mine and mine alone...they hurt me. When will this nightmare end? I don't know...maybe soon? Maybe never...Maybe I'll never be able to trust anyone again. I want someone...but I don't...so probably never... I suppose...that's all... My rant is over. Sorry for taking up your time...
Getto-Kunoichi · Sun Oct 26, 2008 @ 07:08pm · 0 Comments |
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