unearthed
Once upon a time someone told me that they had buried their feelings for me for months, trying to avoid the truth. Now it seems that he has buried me alive. Its sad to realize that you were forgotten, buried in the past with everything else that he tries to forget. So I'm trying to unearth myself and find the remainders of my personality and love. I have spent so much time giving away something special to someone who doesn't even know me. So I'm reclaiming my love and trying to bury it within myself. I'm not going to make a mistake like that again, well at least try not to. The risk was already to great, but I won't do it again. It hurts I won't deny that, but I'm going to move on. He has made it clear that this burial is permanent....I'll help him to close the door. I guess I will never really know what would have been and I will just have to accept that and see that this is how it was all meant to be. Alex was wrong....that's not a good thing. I guess at this point, selling myself won't make a difference. I don't feel anything now, so why start? This numbness is only making things worse, but partially bearable. One day I will be able to look back and see that he was nothing.
One day I won't love him.
One day I won't love him.