.... I hate discovering things I don't want to know. Things I simply don't want to discover, for the sake of me. For the sake of sanity, for the sake of a healthy moving-on. I hate the fact that I'm an "emotional stalker". I follow.. And follow... And continue to follow, for the sake of an old addiction that I'm not over. For the love of--. Why do I have to see these things? Maybe I can smile and laugh, oh yeah.. Sure.. Pretend I didn't see that. Smile and know, they care. It's a nice thought, but.. Whooptidooo. Too late, boy. Already made your choice, already told me I was a fool. Already convinced me, I don't love you, I hate you, and you're not worth anything, not at all. Ignored my tears, pretended not to care, so away I go, wish you weren't there. I tried. And that's all I could do, and it wasn't good enough. I wasn't, and though you weren't, I sure didn't mind. Gah, just one line is depressing me. *sighs* Why do people do things that they know will hurt them?
Why do I wish they'd see this? Read this.. Hope never dies, love doesn't seem to either. I can hate you for all you put me through, but I can't not love you for all you did. End of story. It's all just a memory. Mustn't bother to dwell on such things, you know? It's dumb. Enjoy life for what it gives you, not for what it could have.
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