Feb 01, 2006 18:59
It feels as if I have been forgotten, betrayed, a useless toy scrapped to the wayside. I have no love it seems, just another cold dark winter, with a soul I have least to desire. My creativity reaped, the life that give me breath raped, and now the desire for someone else is ever much so great.
It is not about the sex.
It's never about the gifts.
But the love that is shared through time.
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thats brians LJ update. now i know the last month or 2 were shit .. i never had time and we just werent getting along like we should. but never once did i let myself wander from him. i never grew feelings for other guys, never thought about it because thats fucked up. as long as your in a relationship you just dont go thinking about dating schlomo and come up with DEEP feelings for him. if you do find yourself wandering you should remove yourself immediatly so that you dont make the other feel EMOTIONALLY CHEATED or BETRAYED. ... desire for someone else. i wish you could just understand that this hurts so much more then ANYTHING i unintentionally put you through. i didnt purposfully not see you for days at a time .. time didnt allow it. im sorry i have a life and am in extra curricular activies, that im a 4.0 student, and that i couldnt drive myself across town everyday to see you. another thing is your method of breaking up. remember: im not upset that we did .. by all means lord knows it was about time if not it should have been sooner. you took the cowards way out by breaking up .. OVER AN IM. trust me .. i had been planning to break up as well but i had the decencey to try 2 wait until the next time we met. breaking up over the phone is bad enough, but online is just horrible. i hope you and julia are happy together, you live closer together so thats one good thing. i didnt intend for this to a be a big drama thing but buddy you just had to get me started. thanks alot.
sry to everyone who has to read this but i need so desperatly need to get this shit off my chest or i will explode. one positive ... a nice poem shall come of this .. i promise.
~kimmy