Nov 16, 2012 09:52
9.33 am. Outside is cloudy. Listening Leaving Paris by Craig Armstrong and thinking. It is quite early to feel depressed but losing a soul is always depressing. I don't understand how relationships end actually. I feel like it is the situation that ends, love is permanent.
For all the break-ups in life i find ending a real friendship is one of the hard ones. I don't know maybe it's because i'm a diffucult person. I don't usually give someone the keys of my memories. So if i let someone in, it's always hard to let go.
But i let go, we let it go actually. Together. Me and my better half. Ended the firendship, ended the years we lived together. And now after one more abandonment it is harder to stand tall.
I know that i'm not gonna find a man like him whom i trusted completely, in anytime soon. Maybe for long long years. And that's breaking my heart to the oblivion, takes my lung capacity and lefts me out there. But i have to live with that, again . I have to live with the disappoinment that sinks in. I have to stand tall. Alone. In the end alone protects people , doesn't it?
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