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heartbreaker,
when you are able to break a promise to the woman you love above all others, what is a promise to me supposed to mean? what did laughing for hours mean? what did "i love you" mean? what do friendship, honesty, trust, loyalty, solidarity, and helpfulness mean? do you know what they meant to me?
heartbreaker,
when i asked you, for weeks, what was wrong with me as a human being in my attempt to become a better person, and you said nothing, did you think you were helping me? when you finally chose to angrily throw my flawed actions in my face, did you think you were helping me then too?
heartbreaker,
when you held me in your arms for the first time, did you want to give me the world? why didn't you?
i am on the verge of writing something tremendous. i have an entire book plotted out. yes, finally! here it comes. i must finish my work before halloween. i worry that the Great Pumpkin will not feel my sincerity, but i know Kitty does [and some of my most beautiful friends]. i think the difference between all of us is the simple fact that i know my heart is good, even if i can't show it to you or share it with you. my heart works hard. my heart makes people happy, makes people dance, gives my friends energy. if you could see it once, why can't you see it all the time? how could you forget about a thing like a great heart?
i have tried so hard. i hope that matters in the days to come.
when you are able to break a promise to the woman you love above all others, what is a promise to me supposed to mean? what did laughing for hours mean? what did "i love you" mean? what do friendship, honesty, trust, loyalty, solidarity, and helpfulness mean? do you know what they meant to me?
heartbreaker,
when i asked you, for weeks, what was wrong with me as a human being in my attempt to become a better person, and you said nothing, did you think you were helping me? when you finally chose to angrily throw my flawed actions in my face, did you think you were helping me then too?
heartbreaker,
when you held me in your arms for the first time, did you want to give me the world? why didn't you?
i am on the verge of writing something tremendous. i have an entire book plotted out. yes, finally! here it comes. i must finish my work before halloween. i worry that the Great Pumpkin will not feel my sincerity, but i know Kitty does [and some of my most beautiful friends]. i think the difference between all of us is the simple fact that i know my heart is good, even if i can't show it to you or share it with you. my heart works hard. my heart makes people happy, makes people dance, gives my friends energy. if you could see it once, why can't you see it all the time? how could you forget about a thing like a great heart?
i have tried so hard. i hope that matters in the days to come.