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You Lost Me
You said goodbye
But that was a lie
There was nothing good about it, at least not for you
You lost me It felt murderous at the time
But I became blessed to realize that you were a burden that was no longer mine
I should've been the one saying goodbye
You should've been the one crying
i played journey & i’ve never felt a more intimate connection with a complete stranger before but it was so beautiful & sweet & everyone should be required to play journey instead of any other game ever
You were once a big part of my life and now sometimes I forget that you exist.
I said goodbye to a couple of my favorite bowlers at the start of my shift. They didn’t realize I was leaving this bowling center. I explained to them that I had moved and they automatically thought I got a boyfriend that I moved in with. Over the year of me working here they haven’t figured out that I’m a lesbian. I didn’t want to break it to them so I told them I just wanted away from my parents. I’m going to miss my old people.
Stuck in bed and rambling like an old lady
I wake up from some far away dream. It’s dark outside, and I can’t even remember how long I’ve been asleep. All I know is that I still feel so sick, and this unusual low temperature that came with the all-day rain makes it worse. Whatever happens next, I know I’m gonna be okay. Even though life keeps teasing me. Even though I have these crazy, nonsense feelings. For me, ça m’intrigue, from the first place. Don’t get me wrong, but as a hopeless romantic and pinkish unicorn, I won’t lie about how I feel. I mean I know you’re fucking smart and charismatic, I hate and also like the way you smile, and your eyes’ colors are beautiful. It’s kinda fun to see you today, yeah you-again and long-time-no-see, there’s something different about the way you talk or maybe it’s just me inventing stuff. Anyway I guess you were in good mood and getting energetic, people are usually kinder or less mean when they do well. What you said could be sincere or not, I doubt it, so I’ll just hope for the best without idealizing anything. But I swear when you winked at me, with that smile, with those eyes, at that spot, in that weird and more-private-than-usual situation, if I can just isolate that very moment from everything else, if I’m not a student and you’re not the fucking talented, confident and mean-in-a-way teacher whom I have claimed to myself that I will secretly challenge, I must say it looks exactly like a romantic movie scene. Once again, as a romance spotter (if this word exists), I have to say you’re very seductive. Yes, you’re good. But so far, no more than that. So here I am now, sick like an old lady plus this crazy vunerability trouble, enjoying my quiet night while reading Le point and drinking hot tea. Haiz why do I have to be an infp?
Ok
You didn't say goodbye
If you don't came back tonight, if you zone out and crash into a telephone pole, if a drunk driver hits you, if she's texting her BFF "I'm on my way" and doesn't see you.. If I fall asleep and never wake up, if my nightmares grab ahold and don't let me go, if my sweet sweet dreams take me to the heavens above and further still.. If the last conversation we had was a fight about the price of a Jan and Tonys sub.. You didn't say I love you, you didn't say I'm leaving, you didn't say goodbye.