• Two years

    by  • February 3, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Moving On • 2 Comments

    I have gone through every stage of the grieving process.

    Still there is this sadness that remains; a lingering sadness, a quiet, unassuming sadness. It is as if it stays as a way to safeguard my heart from more pain. I was in love with you. Madly. Desperately. Obssessively. In love with YOU.

    There are more good days than bad now, more happy days than sad ones but I still think from the bottom of my heart, I wish I had never met you. As it is I am the most beautiful person you will ever meet in your life, past, present and future. Your loss. My gain because I am stronger now and I keep getting stronger and happier everyday. Eventually that quiet sadness will give away to full blown happiness.

    2 Responses to Two years

    1. That one guy
      February 3, 2012 at 9:08 pm

      This could be from my ex. This is how she would view herself, but she was a monster. I really hope you were not like her. If you were a good person I really feel for you. Good luck in your future.

    2. C
      February 3, 2012 at 10:59 pm

      That’s exactly how I feel. I miss him but I’m stronger without him in my life. Someday he’ll see what he missed out on .

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