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and so i propose a toast....
Here's to everything I put in and never got back out. Here's to the late nights, and long fights. Here's to all of those arguments that were pointless but meant everything. Here's to always loving you, but never really loving you. Here's to the boys i've hurt, and that dumb lacrosse shirt. Here's to me being beautiful, and you never really realizing it. Here's to my love, my appreciation, my admiration, my adoration, my sympathy, my pain, my hatred, my denial, all going to waste. Here's to rolling around on her floor with my hair in my face, with my hair in your face. Here's to the hair ties, the thousand lies, the million tries, the appreciation i have been denied. Hears to the shaking, the trembling, the trepidation, the fear, the anxiety. Here's to the million fears, that come complete with a million tears. Here's to the girl I'll never live up to, your best friend, your little sister. Here's to your stupid poems. Here's to my childish ignorance, and your taking advantage of it. Here's to my best effort. Here's to just plain not being good enough. A toast i propose. Here's to you and I, and us never working. Here's to trying it over and over, and failing it over and over, and crying it over and over. most of all, here's to me being done. Here's to me growing up, and moving on, and finding myself. Here's to me taking a stand, and standing up for myself. Here's to me saying no. I will not be used, i will not be abused, i will not be had, i will not be thrown away, i will not be your backup, i will not be your mistake, i will not be your forever.
I have my shining star,
and I'm not yours.
xoxo
chelsea elizabeth lane
Here's to everything I put in and never got back out. Here's to the late nights, and long fights. Here's to all of those arguments that were pointless but meant everything. Here's to always loving you, but never really loving you. Here's to the boys i've hurt, and that dumb lacrosse shirt. Here's to me being beautiful, and you never really realizing it. Here's to my love, my appreciation, my admiration, my adoration, my sympathy, my pain, my hatred, my denial, all going to waste. Here's to rolling around on her floor with my hair in my face, with my hair in your face. Here's to the hair ties, the thousand lies, the million tries, the appreciation i have been denied. Hears to the shaking, the trembling, the trepidation, the fear, the anxiety. Here's to the million fears, that come complete with a million tears. Here's to the girl I'll never live up to, your best friend, your little sister. Here's to your stupid poems. Here's to my childish ignorance, and your taking advantage of it. Here's to my best effort. Here's to just plain not being good enough. A toast i propose. Here's to you and I, and us never working. Here's to trying it over and over, and failing it over and over, and crying it over and over. most of all, here's to me being done. Here's to me growing up, and moving on, and finding myself. Here's to me taking a stand, and standing up for myself. Here's to me saying no. I will not be used, i will not be abused, i will not be had, i will not be thrown away, i will not be your backup, i will not be your mistake, i will not be your forever.
I have my shining star,
and I'm not yours.
xoxo
chelsea elizabeth lane