*sighs*
Once upon a time I thought I needed you, now I realize that I don't. You say you want to be my friend, but yet the first time I say something you don't quite agree with(when infact I was just answering a question you asked) you walk away from me. That's not real friendship.
Once upon a time I would have given anything to be in your life and for you to be in mine. Now that chance has come and yeah. It's not exactly what I expected. We've BOTH changed. A lot in the months since the beginning of things in June.
For once I'm content with the people in my life as they are content with me in theirs.
[remembers things]
I know longer see the soft, shining blade of the knife to be a comfort. I know longer see the crimson blood dripping from my upper arm as a relief from the emotional pain. Even though I do sometimes long to feel the cool metal against my hot flesh. I long to just feel the metal slice into the peach cloroed flesh turning it a sort of candy apple red. The tears no longer flow for someone who won't ever love me. My tears now flow for a pain that is real. A pain that many of you will never ever know. I am my own battlefield and it seems like the losing battle has turned into a winning one. I'm no longer at war with myself, but more so with the evil that is in this world.
[/cuts off memory]
*sighs* Wow. Dedication is hard to find now days.
Once upon a time I would have given anything to be in your life and for you to be in mine. Now that chance has come and yeah. It's not exactly what I expected. We've BOTH changed. A lot in the months since the beginning of things in June.
For once I'm content with the people in my life as they are content with me in theirs.
[remembers things]
I know longer see the soft, shining blade of the knife to be a comfort. I know longer see the crimson blood dripping from my upper arm as a relief from the emotional pain. Even though I do sometimes long to feel the cool metal against my hot flesh. I long to just feel the metal slice into the peach cloroed flesh turning it a sort of candy apple red. The tears no longer flow for someone who won't ever love me. My tears now flow for a pain that is real. A pain that many of you will never ever know. I am my own battlefield and it seems like the losing battle has turned into a winning one. I'm no longer at war with myself, but more so with the evil that is in this world.
[/cuts off memory]
*sighs* Wow. Dedication is hard to find now days.