Friday, November 02, 2012

maybe you are right.

i dont have anything to offer you
you told me i was worthless and that i didnt have anything that i have no money and that you have a nicer place than i do. you said i was nothing but a _____, and that i dont have anything to offer you.
i imagine youre working and doing what you said. i too, mistakenly am doing what i said.

its stupid for me to imagine you are all the good things i imagine you are. because if i really think about it, youre not good to me and you are not good to people around you.

i hate to let you go, i detest it. i fight to let you go on the daily.everytime i think im going to, i cry and cry and cry. i cant figure out how to let you go without dying.

the stories i come up with. i wish any of them were true.

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