Confused gravity

Where are you?

Are you here?

What happened to the gravitational pull? We were like magnets. I was. Or you were? I don’t know. Now it’s like when the wrong sides are facing and there’s the repel. The energy is still there but like the opposite.

Do you know what I mean? Are you there? You’re not. You never are.

Why do I still feel it? Something? Like you’re part of me, like I’m part of you?
I’m not. That’s it. You’re gone. Just like that.

I fought for you, even when you were all shades of in the wrong. You never fought for me. You always though the worst of me. I guess by now, now time has shown there’s no remorse from your end that you never loved me.

Yet I still hold on. There is no one else who could ever make me feel the way you did. So many starts, so many beginnings, but never the middle. Like strobe lights, on, off, on, off, on, off. And now just off. Off for longer than I’d like.

I could forgive. I could try. But you don’t want me to. At least I think you don’t. If you loved me, you’d have fought for me, you’d have believed in me. And after so long wouldn’t you know?

Oh god I miss you. I carried the cross, and you were just gone.

I want you to come back to me and tell me you’re sorry, sorry for pushing boundaries, sorry for leaving me with all the pain and tell me you love me, bug you won’t.

I guess I was just alone in this. All
Along. I wish you’d prove me wrong, but you don’t, you didn’t and I have to accept you never will.

Ugh. Blah. How could you let it end like that? If it ever meant anything? Again same answer. It didn’t mean anything to you. It was just one sided. Oh but a decade? A decade of our time? Why spend a decade of the time on each other, on, off, on, off…

Just sex? Mmm. I must be an incredible fuck for it to all be just sex. Hum. Come back to me. We could start with just friends. If you ever loved me, you would, but hum, you don’t.

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