stop it.

[thestraydexter]

oh the joys of being lonely..
it must be the sorrow of the
complete nothingness that i am
now trying to hold steady in
my heart and in my head...
they call me all the time to
tell me of the happy news or
the morose news and wonder if
I can give them that tiny
grain-like piece of advice to
make things better.. why choose
me out of everyone else to ask
such silliness from? it is so
gaudy to rub such rediculous
intangibles in my face. to ask
me for advice on you would be
suicidal for anything to last;
do you realize that that year
and seven months got me no
where in the least..to think that
one would be so inclined to know
more than me about such blissful
times would be a complete waste
because I had it all at
one point or another.but seriously,
my pety friends,to know that i lost
what mattered the most to me is
unfathamible. to tell me of your
loss is nothing compared to how i
think now..dont ask me for advice
because obviously mine didnt
save what i was in love with
when it mattered the most..my
ignorance cost me dearly in the
end and he isnt coming back this
time...if i can pretend then so
can you...