I tried this time, I truly did. It may not seem like much, but the hardest battles were fought inside. I don’t know what you think of this. My mind tells me that the only thing I have to consider is that which explicitly came from you, that is, both your words and your actions.
I can’t tell what’s good or bad, I can’t tell. I’m scared to tell. I was happy but at the same time I was kind of like… “when will this be over…?” I was tired. Very tired. Oh so very tired. But I tried. I tried to uphold whatever was left, I tried to get
Dear J, Do you want to know what you did to me? You hurt me.You lied to me. You tricked me. You cheated me. You killed me. I remember that night. The night of my 15th birthday. I came into your life, knowing who you were. The popular guy. The liar. The most attractive. The
I am so sad right now. I hate my body and the way it looks. I hate the way you look at me. I can’t stand eatingnin front of you. Or not eating in front of you. I don’t want to hear words of congratulations or praise, or see looks of disgust as I eat.
It’s been a long time coming now. Everything I had once tried to clean back to being tattered like snapped mulch continually making holes in your head. Carrying too much of the past and too much baggage to take care of anymore. They speak of developers. Developing into this. Into that. That will lift it
With this I say goodbye, I said goodbye to his long curly, greasy & hair skinny legs. I say goodbye to tracing his tattoos and his scar I stayed with him through , our matching night exhaust pipe burns I say goodbye to fishing in the ocean satellite calls and pictures of the boat from