5 Months.
It's been 5 months to the day. Do you recall your day, 5 months ago? What were you doing? What were your plans.
5 months ago was the day that she left me. I don't know if I'll ever see her again. I speak ill of her fairly often... at least once a week I call her a stupid or foolish bitch. Dumb comes up commonly as well. I resent it. I hate it. It enrages me and aggravates me...... Why. Why is the word that echoes out of the past, every day for five months. I haven't forgotten, I think of her every single day.
Some days I still wake up and think of calling, or seeing her. I forget where I am and wonder if it's too late to go for a visit, I could do that then.... should have done it more often. I was thinking of moving in with her, living in the same place as her, developing a relationship with her that would strengthen all of what was there. But it isn't to be. That time, that chance... it will always be too late. It wasn't my choice, or anyone else's. It was her. A part of me hate's her for that, and I truly wish I could go back in time and change the results.
But in the end I have only love and severed dreams for that girl.
Please, Rest In Peace Tiffany. You left me and everyone else 5 months ago today. A part of my heart broke that day because of it. I'm so sorry that I was there and still couldn't save you. A part of me feels guilty for not being able to make sure you came home safely. I remember you every single day and give loves every time I pass the crash site.
Hope all is well on the other side for you. Dumb bitch, I miss you. We all do.
_D
5 months ago was the day that she left me. I don't know if I'll ever see her again. I speak ill of her fairly often... at least once a week I call her a stupid or foolish bitch. Dumb comes up commonly as well. I resent it. I hate it. It enrages me and aggravates me...... Why. Why is the word that echoes out of the past, every day for five months. I haven't forgotten, I think of her every single day.
Some days I still wake up and think of calling, or seeing her. I forget where I am and wonder if it's too late to go for a visit, I could do that then.... should have done it more often. I was thinking of moving in with her, living in the same place as her, developing a relationship with her that would strengthen all of what was there. But it isn't to be. That time, that chance... it will always be too late. It wasn't my choice, or anyone else's. It was her. A part of me hate's her for that, and I truly wish I could go back in time and change the results.
But in the end I have only love and severed dreams for that girl.
Please, Rest In Peace Tiffany. You left me and everyone else 5 months ago today. A part of my heart broke that day because of it. I'm so sorry that I was there and still couldn't save you. A part of me feels guilty for not being able to make sure you came home safely. I remember you every single day and give loves every time I pass the crash site.
Hope all is well on the other side for you. Dumb bitch, I miss you. We all do.
_D