• To the boy I left behind

    by  • June 21, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Letting Go • 0 Comments

    Life was good. We had each other, knew each other, and were okay with not being a very showy couple. The best moments were those we shared alone. But I let what people expected of us to get to me, writhe its ideals into my head. I harbored doubt, growing by the day. And when summer came I was wrongly convinced I wanted freedom. Freedom came and I thought the emptiness was just how freedom always started. Wrong again. I thought I had filled the void though. I had loved an lost others since moving on from you. Then you met my sweet friend. Pretty, kind, the brightest laughter in the room. I told myself you didn’t deserve her. I was the one who really didn’t deserve to still want you. After so long. You’re happier. More comfortable. But I can’t help but wonder what I did wrong, why you were never so natural around me like you are with her. I really think I’m good now though. That’s what I tell myself anyways. I hope you two have a nice time together.

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