the humor in people
A broken heart should be able and willing to heal, right?
The irony of it all is when the feelings you thought you couldn't feel for people begin to come out.
You're in denial...scared...unsure...
You want to feel loved again but you're afraid to experience something new...something different...
It's amazing how much damage just one person can do to another. How selfish their motives can be. How they lack any feeling of respect toward their "one true love" or so they claim.
Words such as "I love her" or "I really do care about her" are complete and utter lies...
Such sweet words become hated and the more they're heard, the more your repulsed.
Ask me if I believe in love now. My response will be a simple "No, I don't think I ever really did find it"...or maybe the real expression of love hasn't found me yet.
Whatever the answer may be...I've let go. I'm not turning back and my last tear will dry up. For the senseless, idiotic, pathetic, and heartless assholes out there who have hurt the girl they truly claim to be in love...here's a reality check. We do move on and I promise you that your worthless ass is the last thought that will cloud our minds. You'll have no one left to turn to. No one left who will comfort your miserable heart.
The next time I cry will be for something worth the tears. The next time I cry, it'll be because someone else has made me happy beyond my wildest dreams.
The end.
The irony of it all is when the feelings you thought you couldn't feel for people begin to come out.
You're in denial...scared...unsure...
You want to feel loved again but you're afraid to experience something new...something different...
It's amazing how much damage just one person can do to another. How selfish their motives can be. How they lack any feeling of respect toward their "one true love" or so they claim.
Words such as "I love her" or "I really do care about her" are complete and utter lies...
Such sweet words become hated and the more they're heard, the more your repulsed.
Ask me if I believe in love now. My response will be a simple "No, I don't think I ever really did find it"...or maybe the real expression of love hasn't found me yet.
Whatever the answer may be...I've let go. I'm not turning back and my last tear will dry up. For the senseless, idiotic, pathetic, and heartless assholes out there who have hurt the girl they truly claim to be in love...here's a reality check. We do move on and I promise you that your worthless ass is the last thought that will cloud our minds. You'll have no one left to turn to. No one left who will comfort your miserable heart.
The next time I cry will be for something worth the tears. The next time I cry, it'll be because someone else has made me happy beyond my wildest dreams.
The end.