THE TRUTH SHALL SET YOU FREE
All I can say is that it was worth the experience. It was a lovely and wonderful growing experience. But all things come to an end. Despite the incredibly painful emotions that being thrown away has brought, I have finally begun to learn to accept the reality of the situation.
It will be okay.
I can finally let 'life' strike me down. My sheltered existence will finally understand the harsh reality of the real world. But really, it would be pointless to pretend that any of whatever existed for this past month as genuine. It was all a bit of a pitiful existence. I would rather be hated, than simply pitied and lied to. Which, was the reality. Whatever cultivated as of late was an act of pity and an act of mistrust.
Trust me, I can improve. Trust me, I will do incredible and frightening things. I will prove you all wrong.
I wish I would have had a real chance at this. I wish I could have at least heard her say something kind to me one last time, or let me hold her one last time.
Or had one more kiss.
One last anything.
Also, this goes to anyone out there. You are not required to pretend to like me or be my friend anymore. Especially if you don't care.
I wonder if she will throw my ring away, it was used for our 'spiritual wedding', it is probably just pretty jewelry now. Actually, I would like to have it back, now that I think of it.
I also ask, that you keep the dogs at bay. This goes to whoever has taken the time of day to remind me of how pathetic I am, how happy they are that my heart is broken, or how worthless I am sexual wise. I don't need to hear wretched things said to me. It is immature to try to further damage me via whatever messaging system you prefer to use. It does absolutely no good for anybody. No point in stabbing something further after it has been killed.
It will be okay.
I can finally let 'life' strike me down. My sheltered existence will finally understand the harsh reality of the real world. But really, it would be pointless to pretend that any of whatever existed for this past month as genuine. It was all a bit of a pitiful existence. I would rather be hated, than simply pitied and lied to. Which, was the reality. Whatever cultivated as of late was an act of pity and an act of mistrust.
Trust me, I can improve. Trust me, I will do incredible and frightening things. I will prove you all wrong.
I wish I would have had a real chance at this. I wish I could have at least heard her say something kind to me one last time, or let me hold her one last time.
Or had one more kiss.
One last anything.
Also, this goes to anyone out there. You are not required to pretend to like me or be my friend anymore. Especially if you don't care.
I wonder if she will throw my ring away, it was used for our 'spiritual wedding', it is probably just pretty jewelry now. Actually, I would like to have it back, now that I think of it.
I also ask, that you keep the dogs at bay. This goes to whoever has taken the time of day to remind me of how pathetic I am, how happy they are that my heart is broken, or how worthless I am sexual wise. I don't need to hear wretched things said to me. It is immature to try to further damage me via whatever messaging system you prefer to use. It does absolutely no good for anybody. No point in stabbing something further after it has been killed.