You always said, "never trust a writer..." those were your words & I constantly overlooked them. I tried to look within you to a place deeper...what is left is a shell of a person, who is so manipulative & heartless. I believe at one point you loved me, I honestly believe that you STILL love me but, you wanted convenience & that's all she is to you. Something you have been holding onto forever, something that is sturdy. I don't understand how I could fall into this trap, you created this world that I wanted to live in. You painted the trees, the sky, and you explained every detail to me, it was to the point where I could taste it on my tongue. You have cut me deeper than anyone I have ever been with. You begged me to be 100% open and vulnerable with you and when I did, you abuse the privelege? What did I do to deserve this? I mean I am a good person, I am always positive, I try to remain focused on all good things in my life, I thought you were one of them. They say all things happen for a reason, I'm holding on to that because tonight, I don't know what your reason for coming into my life was.
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