i was the one worth leaving.
being replaced is something i've grown accustomed to
sometimes i wonder if it's too late to tell you i miss you. it's been so long since i've seen your face. heard your voice.
you we're the only boy i ever trusted.
please tell me how you are okay. because i don't like waking up to another day knowing it's just another day i don't have you. i don't like kissing lips that don't match with mine. dialing numbers that are unfamiliar. feeling fingers across my spine that aren't calloused, bruised and beautiful like yours. so what i never told you any of this.
i think it's getting to be much, too late.
why did it take me this long to realize, you were the best thing that ever happened to me? [[& so quickly you became the worst. .]]
so it's okay, you don't even have to say goodbye. what was i. just another firday night phonecall. just another girl to fill up your backseat. just someone willing to throw down all her friendships for you. just another friend that you never really had.
& now i have no one to remind me why i don't need him. because you became him, it was you that told me i never needed him, & so instantly you replaced him.
i need someone, anyone, to remind me, - idon'tneedyou.
seven months, & for what?
EDiT: & what do i have to show for it? a little more damage to my far from recovered heart, a couple more sympathetic but beautiful lies, another face i'd like to forget. numerous memories that i wish only to be erased. baby, isn't this what you wanted? to see me crushed & battered? i hope you atleast came out of this happy.