(no subject)
It's still hard to forget... Some days it seems like an endless torture as I find myself remembering more about the time we had together. I find myself recalling more moments while I'm trying to go to sleep. I'll see it from the outside... I was so happy. What's worse is when I invent new instances never spent, especially in my dreams.
Every time I remember something else from those times, I forget a little more about what I didn't like about you.
Why am I holding onto this? It must be some kind of security blanket. It must be that comfort of knowing that if I never find any feelings like these again, at least I know I've felt the best of worse of what I can feel.
Deep down I hope that you'll never forget me, but I fear most days you do.
We agreed to disagree.
I hate my persistence...
*EDIT* - This post isn't about who most of you probably think it's about. I can think of maybe two people that might know who this post is directed at. And they may or may not even read my livejournal, or anyone's livejournal for that matter. If you don't know who it is... don't ask.
Every time I remember something else from those times, I forget a little more about what I didn't like about you.
Why am I holding onto this? It must be some kind of security blanket. It must be that comfort of knowing that if I never find any feelings like these again, at least I know I've felt the best of worse of what I can feel.
Deep down I hope that you'll never forget me, but I fear most days you do.
We agreed to disagree.
I hate my persistence...
*EDIT* - This post isn't about who most of you probably think it's about. I can think of maybe two people that might know who this post is directed at. And they may or may not even read my livejournal, or anyone's livejournal for that matter. If you don't know who it is... don't ask.