Hit her right in the feels..
as I am sure she doesn't feel anything anymore.
One has to wonder if she faked every bit of it.
One could only care that she didn't.
I'm that one..
She was supposed to be my best friend, for years to come.
We've been done for longer than I'll ever care to admit.
But if you want to count the months I will say going on five.
I'm alive sure yet scorned by it all.
Why was I so stupid? How did I ever fall.
Its hard when you give every bit of your authenticity
to only receive bullshit. I hope it was all worth it!
I hope she receives that lesson she was so carefully asking for
whether she knew it or didn't. I'm still trying to adapt and adjust to my own lessons. Without feeling like I must shut everyone out.
Without feeling like I need to just stay hurt and lick my wounds as I coddle my poor tired soul, my spirit is crushed. I only wish for her what she deserves I'm not saying I'm the conductor for that. I simply just thought I had ahold on things because I in every way conveyed from my heart. Now whats left, all that is left is me torn apart feeding on art and hoping for the best of things. I doubt I'll ever allow myself a best friend again.
as I am sure she doesn't feel anything anymore.
One has to wonder if she faked every bit of it.
One could only care that she didn't.
I'm that one..
She was supposed to be my best friend, for years to come.
We've been done for longer than I'll ever care to admit.
But if you want to count the months I will say going on five.
I'm alive sure yet scorned by it all.
Why was I so stupid? How did I ever fall.
Its hard when you give every bit of your authenticity
to only receive bullshit. I hope it was all worth it!
I hope she receives that lesson she was so carefully asking for
whether she knew it or didn't. I'm still trying to adapt and adjust to my own lessons. Without feeling like I must shut everyone out.
Without feeling like I need to just stay hurt and lick my wounds as I coddle my poor tired soul, my spirit is crushed. I only wish for her what she deserves I'm not saying I'm the conductor for that. I simply just thought I had ahold on things because I in every way conveyed from my heart. Now whats left, all that is left is me torn apart feeding on art and hoping for the best of things. I doubt I'll ever allow myself a best friend again.