I wish …

I wish that you still loved me. I wish you weren’t afraid to show me love when it mattered most. I wish you never betrayed me and broke my heart.

You made it easy to let go. I contemplate death often… I feel like I’m ready to die. Yes, I’m depressed..

You have no idea what you mean to me. You have no idea how much I miss you.. how much I care… I love you. But you don’t need me, you don’t want me. You said you hated me and I’ll always remember that.

Crazy how I was so invested in you… love does crazy things to people. I’m glad I’m free from your toxic ways. My heart aches for you sometimes but I miss the girl I fell in love with, not the woman you’ve become. You certainly changed. You probably do deserve better than me but I probably deserve better than you too.

I wish you the best in life, I really do. You were kind of there for me when no one else was… thanks for that. Maybe we’ll be together in another life.

I’ll keep you in my thoughts and in my heart but I won’t linger on what’s lost too much… I gave up on you years ago.

I hope your new man is treating you right and doesn’t cheat on you. He doesn’t love you like I do…that’s for sure.

Bye. We had fun while it lasted but none of it was ever real.

Daddy went crazy at the Hyroops Big and Tall

For weeks I’ve watched you from afar, your golden hair, your perfect tan, your rock-hard abs and pecs. But last night you made an appearance in my dreams for the first time. I was at a coffee shop, minding my own business, when I overheard your voice saying “Rexine, look, I brought you a mug of hot chocolate.”

To: O

It’s been nearly 6 years now and my *secret* feelings for you still haven’t changed. Sometimes I feel that you feel the same as I do (wishful thinking?), but other times I feel you pulling away. It’s almost like you don’t allow yourself to get too close. I don’t blame you at all though.
However, it’s all very confusing for me and I don’t wish to carry on like this forever – I cannot. The pining and the longing of the years gone by I don’t wish to repeat. But each time I endeavour to forget you, my resolves weaken when I see you,or talk to you.

What on earth are you doing to me? I just feel as if I’m under your spell.