Ellefolket by Elijah McNeal

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Ellefolket by Elijah McNeal
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I know it's been so long. Long enough. And i did try. But nirvana can't be reached a second time.
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I never understood the appeal of waking up early until I was standing at a bus stop without even the sun for company, texting people who aren't yet a part of this world.
When we first met, we didn't hook up immediately because you saif you needed time to get over your ex. Even though I had that first spark with you like no one I've ever met before or since. By all accounts you "reconnected" with this new guy fairly easily, which means you've been over me for a long time. And i knew that. I knew you were over me the moment you stepped out of our house instead of trying to stay and fight. Instead of asking me how i was. Despite all the times you said we might see each other again in the future. I spent my whole life preparing for you and for teaching, and its not my fault it destroyed me. I wish I'd never bought this house, to have to leave a debt in my will.
Why spend so long trying to rebuild into happiness when it can just be taken away so easily again?
I don't know what else to tell y'all. I got myself right and it still wasn't enough. The world didn't forgive me, so i don't know why i should forgive myself.
She grew a tree upon her shoulder Watered the roots with her wrist
I asked her for a baby, not now but at some point, and she said she wasn't sure. I don't know what else I could've done to assure her of me. She convinced herself out of me because I don't remember falling out of love with her, because I don't think it happened. I just needed someone to help me and I don't know why that still feels like my fault.
I remember the first time we made out and I knew it was perfect. I remember saying it was perfect. I believe you only get one chance at that, and yes events might transpire to undo it, but that doesn't somehow make it less perfect. You can still ruin a good thing, without that revealing it wasn't meant to last. It just means you somehow managed to monumentally stuff up the good thing in your life, you damn loser, you lost! And regardless of how it happened, the if and how and who and whatever it still happened, I think what I lost is my best friend. That's the most important part. Someone who made me happy. Someone who made me better in lots of facets, if not every. Even though you're meant to be able to stand alone and not be completed by another person, this isn't tennis dammit, you're allowed to have a sidekick.
I had plans for you and me And our lives were gonna change
I'm acutely aware of how pathetic an option I am right now. But boy, you've got to want to change. And I'm just so far off being something worthy of someone.
Now all that is no more Undoes what was before.
16th of February, 2015. 2.25am
In the middle of the night, Lying in your bed, On the couch.
In the early hours of the morning, Huddled together at a bus stop, The alcohol coursing through our veins, And the part of me that is a little too much yours, I love you.
I love you too.
I'm no longer my favourite person's favourite person.