My heart bleeds no more.
a short time of finding happiness scatterd amongst the time that i've been without. i feel whole with the emptiness, almost to the point where i'm okay with it. my only redeeming quality is that no one has ever had to cry themself to sleep over me, to the best of my knowledge, and that fact i am content with. don't worry, i'm not on some sort of self pity trip that you're going to have to try and pull me up from, this is just me being me, safe, secure, not being hurt, not failing. no, no one has ever said that, but none have come through with with an unspoken promise either. just someone knowing that that is the last thing that they would want to do, and then not doing it. making a best effort, without having to say so. i don't need to hear intentions, i need to feel them. as confused and as lost as ever, and i think that with a certain degree of certainty, this is the only way i am able to hurt people, with my own careless thoughts and indecision.