*sigh*
you know how, when you break up with someone, the pain overshadows the reality of it all and youre left feeling an ache and constant tugging at your chest but all the while harboring a faint hope that this really isnt the end...even though youd never admit it (even to your self) if the break up was abrupt and done with out your prior knowledge (even if youre the one doing the breaking), you are left in disbelief with a bitter hope...
then, one day...usually few months after the initial pain, you see them or think of them or in some way, their image,( which you despraitly pushed out of your mind, then clung to, only to despriatly push away again) somehow floats into your thoughts and although maybe youve see them after the break up before or even convinced your self you were completly and fully "over" them: all of a sudden, you realise, (without the overwhelming aching overshowing our logic) that they truly are not yours anymore. that everything you shared and promised and whispered meant nothing...or at least not enough of something to last...and its as if youve lost them all over again...not horribly painful or "life shattering" but you mourn a bit. you mourn for your lost moments and the "could have been"...you wonder if those whispered promises are still being whispered, but into another ear...
you see them ...and you realise... and you let go... and you hurt.
not very long
maybe for just a moment
but you still hurt
...that happened to me today...
...i was on berch street...walking along the sidewalk...
and an echo drove past....
and it hurt anew...
then, one day...usually few months after the initial pain, you see them or think of them or in some way, their image,( which you despraitly pushed out of your mind, then clung to, only to despriatly push away again) somehow floats into your thoughts and although maybe youve see them after the break up before or even convinced your self you were completly and fully "over" them: all of a sudden, you realise, (without the overwhelming aching overshowing our logic) that they truly are not yours anymore. that everything you shared and promised and whispered meant nothing...or at least not enough of something to last...and its as if youve lost them all over again...not horribly painful or "life shattering" but you mourn a bit. you mourn for your lost moments and the "could have been"...you wonder if those whispered promises are still being whispered, but into another ear...
you see them ...and you realise... and you let go... and you hurt.
not very long
maybe for just a moment
but you still hurt
...that happened to me today...
...i was on berch street...walking along the sidewalk...
and an echo drove past....
and it hurt anew...