• Push

    by  • March 17, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 1 Comment

    I was glad to hear you say you’re doing well.
    You’ve found someone that can love you better than I could.
    Someone who will intellectualize and philosophize anything and everything with you.
    Someone you can practice your crazy hippie sex moves with.
    Someone who will get high with you till 4 in the morning.
    And as genuinely happy i am for you, i can’t help but wishing I was the one who could do that, who could do that for you.
    But I’m not.
    I wasn’t then and am not now.
    God how i wish i could have given it a try.
    But I didn’t.
    I didn’t let it get that far and you stopped pushing.
    God how i wish you wouldn’t have stopped pushing.
    You pushed for so long.
    Then one day, you stopped.
    And I was screwed.
    God how i wish i knew you were going to stop pushing.
    If I had, I wouldn’t have walked.
    But I did.
    And now it’s over.
    And I’m alone and you’re happy.
    God how i wish i could have pushed for you.

    One Response to Push

    1. Rose
      March 18, 2012 at 1:50 am

      Hooray for crazy hippie sex moves and getting high at 4 in the morning!

      I’m tempted to say it’s your own fault for not trying, but it’s only because I relate more to the person you’re writing this to than to you. 😛 I have to wonder why you say you can’t do these things…

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