3/29/2022 you were my best friend (reprise)I want to remember you fondly.
I want to hear your name and think only of soft touches and gentle words. I want to be able to stand in the same room as you and be nothing less than overjoyed for you and the love that you’ve found. But I was made with untrustworthy legs and tear ducts that will only ever flood for you and I’m certain I would fall to a puddle at your feet. My heart still rests in your hand, and if you peeled back the layers of rage and regret you would see that underneath it all, I’m just heartbroken. I see your face and remember everything I’ve done to keep you and wonder if it was all for nothing. was it revenge you were seeking? and if so, does that mean it was all a lie? Please don’t tell me because I don’t want to know. I’d take a year of false sincerity over a lifetime of knowing your true intentions. Today I went to the place I thought we would be married at for no real reason but to wonder. I wondered if you ever think about me or if you ever really meant it when you said you loved me or if you remember the last time you kissed me or the 4 and a half years we spent loving each other. I wondered if you realize that I feel like I have wasted the best years of my life on a stupid boy who I knew could never love me the way I deserve to be loved. will you ever feel ashamed? Comments are closed.
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