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    by  • August 8, 2010 • Frustration, Lost Love, Miss You • 0 Comments


    The day I said goodbye I turned away and didn’t look back. One step turned into ten into one hundred. But while I started off sure-footed, eager to escape you, now my pace has slowed. Your ghost rips at me in dreams and pleads with me to return. You beg me with tears in your eyes to love you without hope.

    I cry.

    I cry and turn away and keep on walking with my heart and soul shattered into a million pieces.

    I wake, wiping tears from my face and pretend I dreamt nothing. I live pretending (even with myself) that I never think of you. I refuse to look at your tokens..at your memories…to feel anything for the stories we’d wrapped around each other. I strip every memory of meaning out of hatred..or pain. I want to forget.

    But the truth is I think of you. The farther I run the louder you get but I won’t look back. If I should ever bump into you on the street someday, I’ll be looking at you from a million miles away. I hope you’ll be kind enough to respect that and quickly say hello, goodbye.

    Because..I still think of you.

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