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Sometimes the sadness just pours out of you endlessly, and I wonder how there could be so much stored in there. If you’re feeling down, I hope that the sadness ends soon. 🙏
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To love you was to hand you a gun,
And have you aim it at my heart,
And pray you never pull the trigger.
Except,
You did.
And you left me to bleed out.
As I cried.
FOR YOU.
But you turned your back,
And walked away.
And so I opened the door once more for you.
I invited you in again.
It felt nice in the beginning as it usually does.
But then reality hit once again.
I conversed about things you didn’t like.
And you ran out on me.
Just like you did at coffee.
Things were never the same since that day.
But I always thought it was just an off day for you.
I didn’t realize that was who you had become.
I kept inviting you in not realizing you were a stranger.
Maybe it’s for the better you always run off.
So I don’t correlate you with this version of someone so unkind.
But that’s the problem.
It is still you.
Just not the version I remember.
A familiar face but nothing more.
It’s a strange phenomenon.
They said if you love them let them go.
So I did.
And you came back.
So.
Many.
Times.
And every time,
You were never mine.
So now what?
Because no matter what page I start on, the ending never changes.
Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is continue your life while your heart is still heavy.
Because how can my heart still ache over you after all these years?
I’m not mad, I’m disappointed.
I’m not sad, I’m tired.
I’m not happy, I’m hurt.
I don’t regret you, but sometimes,
I wish I did.
I’m scared I’ll forget the sound of your voice.
But then I remember all the times I called you
And you sent me to voicemail.
I’m scared I won’t recognize you if our paths ever cross again.
But then I remember all the times I asked to FaceTime
And you told me you couldn’t.
I’m scared that maybe you don’t love me anymore.
But then I remember I used to know a life without you
And I will learn to live that way again.
“please stop hurting me”
And somehow you became a stranger who knows everything about me.
Some days you don’t need answers. You just need the weight to lift enough to breathe again.