Stupid Girl
When you're left alone to reflect upon all the things someone has said to you over time, all the things you allowed yourself to believe, and then, in the silence, you are reminded that it was all a lie.........that you were led down a tempting path only to be abandoned along the way, how do you embrace the feeling of profound sadness? How do you not scold yourself for being so stupid? How do you not scold yourself for making everything wrong, when all you've done never seems right? How do you just resign yourself to the fact that someone truly does not care for you? How can that be so, when you still feel them beside you at night, like a ghost, like a whisper in time? How do you not sucumb to hysterically weeping in the dark when you realise how all consuming that darkness has suddenly become? I call his name........I call his name. He stopped hearing me, I guess..........