The First Day of the Rest of My Life
I wish I could stop crying. I wish this never happened. Not yesterday. I don't want anyone and I don't want to try anymore. I'm going to go to work and go home and sleep and then wake up and do the same thing over and over and over again. I'm dead and it's worse then any weapon or any act of carelessness could do. I woke up this morning and realized I was alone. While I was sleeping, I was thinking, and I was thinking that we were still together and that my mind was playing tricks on me. If you loved anything about me, it's surely dead now. And that fire I had is surely good as gone. I don't want to fall in love again. I don't want to be in another relationship. I don't want anyone else. I'm so mad at myself that someone could get the very best of me like that. You got me...Why does it have to be so hard? Why am I such a mess? I want you back and I want to stop being the person that draws you away. I really do. I don't have any strength. I lost one of my best friends and the one person I ever loved. What could I possibly do?
Alisha
Alisha