Apr 09, 2007 00:50
it doesn't matter and never will matter.
i may not be your friend, but you will always be mine, a promise is a promise.
ya, it hurts to know you don't believe it.
it hurts to cry your heart out, shivering on the floor, teeth chattering..
all you do is walk by and don't even look.
i believe you'll keep your word.
i know you'll never speak to me again..
but i never knew people could be so blind of what's been given to them.
it's not losing you.. i can cope with that..
still, i miss you.. more than anything.
you've meant the most to me, done the most to me.
now i know another birthday will pass without you..
why does every other girl have the chance to get that gift i never will..
ive lost the want to celebrate.. not without you..
knowing you won't unblock me just to say happy birthday.
because you said you'd never speak to me again.
still wanting to help you cope and pull through..
i just don't know how anymore without speaking or seeing you.
never knew i could care for someone so much,
and never knew you would mean so much.
the past month i realized i should move on just a bit..
today i realized the difference between like and love..
the bond stronger than any other..
but you'll never know.. because you'll never give birth to a child.
almost two years of memories you're telling me to forget.
twenty two and a half months since i met you.
realized who my true friends are. the ones who get up at 6am to help you..
take you out till dawn, trying to make you smile..
i just wish you were still one..
didn't know people who are almost nothing are more than me..
never thought you'd leave me in the car alone to cry..
and never expected this day to come..
i know im selfish, conceited, jealous, annoying..
but i love you. and i meant it every time.
tore apart the memories.. im sorry i ripped your yearbook..
i couldnt look at it.. read it again.
don't know what else i want to do.. lost all my hope.
give too much and never get anything back..
afraid to meet others, you always told me they would just use me..
unwilling. uncomfortable.
i can't move on anymore.. everywhere i go is a memory.
everything i listen to is a memory..
it can't just be forgotten.
remembering all those times i bused to st.catharines just to see you..
being your teddybear to hold onto while you fell asleep,
no matter how much we pissed each other off.
of course i never hurt you.. you never thought of us that way.
but you said it was hard to say we'd never speak again.
that we would never associate. i know. i'll try.
i guess you're okay, all you really wanted was to have her back, and you do..
but what's important to me is gone.. there's a difference..
i have no regrets. cherish those moments..