“The Art Of Losing…”
It is the art I’ve mastered… My worth… do I have worth? I never know my worth.
And so forgive me if I thought I didn’t mean anything to you…
I just wanted to feel needed by you—
*If only she showed she needed me; I would have stayed. I would have fought harder. In between thoughts of “what-could-have-been” and accepting the fact that it just might be for the better, I confuse myself further.
I loved her. God knows I did--- I still do. And I would have forgiven her if only she had forgiven me. I would have given everything—I did. I always did. But I guess it wasn’t enough for her. I believe she wanted more.
Your best friend can turn out to be your worst enemy. I just didn’t think it could be possible with her.
7 years isn’t enough…
She…
Me…
You…
All fighting to stay afloat.
Drown me now…
Today isn’t my day.
I’ll love her still…
It hurts.
2 comments:
Hey, don't get so down. i might not know what it's about, i may not know you, but i do know that things will really get better, ultimately. i can see you love her a lot, and i guess what i can only say is that it's her loss. i guess give it some time, ask her what she's thinking, don't assume it, and maybe all things will turn out for the better?
I wish you all the best. i'll drop by to see how it goes, perhaps? this doesn't signify the end, and i hope you'll be strong. there're many people who care.
Be well.
I know what you mean-- thanks for dropping by. It really means a lot. It's been tough lately-- i've got this stupid smile plastered on my face at school just to make it through the day. It sucks to pretend. To go with the flow. But with people like you, it helps to know that i'm not alone.
keep safe--
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