Friday, October 3, 2008
♥ healing is a process
Today was the ending to us.
We no longer have anything left.
We have split our things and you have moved on.
In every way.
It saddens me that I had so much hope.
And you disappointed me.
I believe that you probably disappointed yourself as well.
I thought you would choose the right path.
But you chose the same path you knew all to well.
You have opportunity to do well.
But you didn't have enough faith in yourself to grab it while it was within reach.
I had more faith in you than you did.
You have shaved me down to nothing.
I'm so hollow.
You built me up on lies and torn me down with truth.
You know it just as well, if not better, than I do.
You think I can just snap my fingers and I am okay.
That is so far from the truth.
I have spent nights crying in my bed.
In fact, You have held me some of those nights.
I am crushed, destroyed.
I no longer can trust like I once did.
I never wanted to be the person that had extra baggage.
Thanks to you, now I do.
I was told over and over again... "move on"
But you put on a good show.
And I wouldn't take the advice of the wise.
Now I have to find something or someone to preoccupy me.
Otherwise I will fall back into the same routine.
Boredom will be the death of me.
I know that, so I hope I am smart.
Only time will tell.
Only time will heal.
Healing is a process.
And this process could take awhile.
We no longer have anything left.
We have split our things and you have moved on.
In every way.
It saddens me that I had so much hope.
And you disappointed me.
I believe that you probably disappointed yourself as well.
I thought you would choose the right path.
But you chose the same path you knew all to well.
You have opportunity to do well.
But you didn't have enough faith in yourself to grab it while it was within reach.
I had more faith in you than you did.
You have shaved me down to nothing.
I'm so hollow.
You built me up on lies and torn me down with truth.
You know it just as well, if not better, than I do.
You think I can just snap my fingers and I am okay.
That is so far from the truth.
I have spent nights crying in my bed.
In fact, You have held me some of those nights.
I am crushed, destroyed.
I no longer can trust like I once did.
I never wanted to be the person that had extra baggage.
Thanks to you, now I do.
I was told over and over again... "move on"
But you put on a good show.
And I wouldn't take the advice of the wise.
Now I have to find something or someone to preoccupy me.
Otherwise I will fall back into the same routine.
Boredom will be the death of me.
I know that, so I hope I am smart.
Only time will tell.
Only time will heal.
Healing is a process.
And this process could take awhile.
♥ And did I tell you that I am going to be alright
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