"Because of you I don't know how to let any one else in..."

Mar 02, 2005 15:09

Sometime I just want to leave, to get the hell out of here, to get away from him. I'm tired of trying; I'm tired of caring; I'm tired of getting hurt; I'm tired of being rejected; I'm tired of being lied to; I'm tired of being decieved; I'm tired of crying I'm tired of being used; and most of all I'm tired of loving him so much.

My eyes are blurry, I can't see. I'm wiping my nose on a pot holder; its all thats beside me. I just want to give up; to walk away and never come back. I realized today that the guy I love doesn't want me anymore. Well, the real me anyway. I'm so hurt.

I know this probably sounds really bad, but I really don't care. I want to move on. I want to find someone who loves me for who I am, and not what I am. I want someone who treats me good, like I deserve to be treated: with respect. I want someone to ask me how my day went, and actually care. I want someone to take pride in me: be proud to be with me and be proud of what I accomplish. I want someone that will open cardoors for me. I want someone to pull my chair out for me. I want someone to write me back once in a while. I want someone to send me flowers for the hell of it. I want someone to understand or try to understand at least half the shit I go through. I want someone who will appreciate the things I do for them. I want someone to wrestle with. I want someone who will dance with me for no reason. I want someone who loves me as much as I love them. I want someone who can get into tickle fights with me. I want someone who motivates me to do good things. I want someone that takes care of themself. I want someone who I can be MYSELF around. I want someone who will participate in things that I like doing. I want someone who will include me in things that they like to do. I want someone who has goals. I want someone who is on the same path as I am. I want someone who wants ME for ME!

I know that person is out there somewhere. I just have to find him.

I'm a beautiful girl; at least I think I am. I'm going to be something great one day. I know I'm gonna be okay. I just have to convince myself that I will.

I'm off to email matthew...

till next time America...
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