often times we're left with no comic ending
i think the impossibility of perfect... the unreachable makes this so hard.
today i am sad because of you... today it hit me. you are the hardest to get over because i can't cry... not because it doesn't hurt but because you've left a wanting in my soul that engulfs my heart with a fervant refusal to let go. i can't cry because i loved you more than sadness. i cried before because i knew i was letting go of people that were only killing me inside, people that only kept me from enjoying the beauty of life. you weren't a hinderance to my zeal... you fostered my passions and helped me love every inch of my being. despite your downfalls and the "unforgivable" words you spoke... i found compassion and then acceptance of your imperfections because it made you who you are. i can't cry because i love you the most.. no matter how i try to convince myself i'm mistaken, i know this was real. this distance tears at my heart. i am in limbo with this desire to hate you for this state of agonizing numbness you have left me in and an overwelming chaotic whirlwind of utter depression at the loss of a greatness i'm so appreciative to have experienced. this quote works so well right now: you know that when i hate you it is because i love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul. it's absolutely beautiful and heartwrenching. i wish i could cry.. but even forced tears won't do... i'm still here yearning.... this insatiable hunger from the lingering taste of your love on my lips.
these others people just distract me from my truth...
today i am sad because of you... today it hit me. you are the hardest to get over because i can't cry... not because it doesn't hurt but because you've left a wanting in my soul that engulfs my heart with a fervant refusal to let go. i can't cry because i loved you more than sadness. i cried before because i knew i was letting go of people that were only killing me inside, people that only kept me from enjoying the beauty of life. you weren't a hinderance to my zeal... you fostered my passions and helped me love every inch of my being. despite your downfalls and the "unforgivable" words you spoke... i found compassion and then acceptance of your imperfections because it made you who you are. i can't cry because i love you the most.. no matter how i try to convince myself i'm mistaken, i know this was real. this distance tears at my heart. i am in limbo with this desire to hate you for this state of agonizing numbness you have left me in and an overwelming chaotic whirlwind of utter depression at the loss of a greatness i'm so appreciative to have experienced. this quote works so well right now: you know that when i hate you it is because i love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul. it's absolutely beautiful and heartwrenching. i wish i could cry.. but even forced tears won't do... i'm still here yearning.... this insatiable hunger from the lingering taste of your love on my lips.
these others people just distract me from my truth...