Old luggage and new hurts..

by Johnni xTCC   Jun 7, 2005


When thinking becomes a pain, i write:
So i thought we'd be together forever, i thought she was the one. I thought that about 4 or 5 times. I changed who and what i was for her. Valentines was the worst day of my life, really. But i don't blame her for never wanting to talk to me again. Why would she want to. Her other is above me in so many ways, i wouldn't even dare to compair. I just wish someone would talk to me the way she talks to everyone else. Am i stupid enough to even want that? Not even a hi. Just always lows. Didn't think that in the beginning though. But now she's going off, somewhere where i can never see her. With a guy she met this year, been going for a cupple months now. Would i have been that guy if we were still together? You might think this is a jealous grouping of text or feelings, but so what. This is my grouping of texts and feelings (and no I'm not jealous), but just in need of an answer to the age-long question: why?

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