Down The Middle
I may not have had many relationships in the past, but this one was the most important one in my life. I put everything I had, my heart, my effort, my energy to make sure it wouldn't ever die. But here I am. I'm back home in Tennessee, over 400 miles away from where my life used to be.
I'm hurt beyond all reason. Even though I promised to work on myself and help make everything better, I'm told I'm better off being back home. I can do it here but what purpose does it serve? Only to leave me to my own to sulk and feel sad because now the only person I shared my life with is gone. It was important to me because I've been alone most of my life. Ever since she walked into it she was a ray of sunshine on everything I did. Everything felt better because I could come home and someone would be there expecting me, happy to see me. Sure I could get that from my family but it's not the same, it's just familial love.
My love for someone is more than just an emotion. It's my entire focus on making that person happy with their life and in turn making me happy. I live my life too, but they're a very important part of it. So important that if they ever were ripped from me I would crumble. I don't do things just out of impulse, I do it for a reason. I do it so they know I'm being true.
I guess that's just not enough anymore. Maybe I am better off being alone, so I don't do anything wrong to anyone.
I'm hurt beyond all reason. Even though I promised to work on myself and help make everything better, I'm told I'm better off being back home. I can do it here but what purpose does it serve? Only to leave me to my own to sulk and feel sad because now the only person I shared my life with is gone. It was important to me because I've been alone most of my life. Ever since she walked into it she was a ray of sunshine on everything I did. Everything felt better because I could come home and someone would be there expecting me, happy to see me. Sure I could get that from my family but it's not the same, it's just familial love.
My love for someone is more than just an emotion. It's my entire focus on making that person happy with their life and in turn making me happy. I live my life too, but they're a very important part of it. So important that if they ever were ripped from me I would crumble. I don't do things just out of impulse, I do it for a reason. I do it so they know I'm being true.
I guess that's just not enough anymore. Maybe I am better off being alone, so I don't do anything wrong to anyone.