Left with no answer to my one question I take it as a no. We were writing a book one that wasn't even close to being finished. I thought I was wrong to do what I did. All I wanted was your hand to help me continue what we had begun. I hated it when you were hurt. Whether it was you or someone else I hated it. I was always confused. I didn't know what to do. When you told me that I was the one who was hurting you I thought I knew what I needed to do. You hurt yourself even when I was there. I couldn't stop you. It was if I wasn't there at all. But when I was there I caused you pain. What good was I? I loved you; I still do. If I can't stop you from hurting yourself then I could at least stop myself from hurting you. I wish I could make you happy. I want you to be happy more than anything. You made me happy. Happier than I've ever been. You still make me happy just thinking about you. All those little moments with you. By the way, if you're reading this, I lose. I will never forget you. You gave me something nobody else can or will ever be able to. I shall keep that with me for as long as I last. I don't know how long that will be without a heart though. If this really is the end then let it end happily. You may not think we were right for eachother but seeing if we fit was one hell of a trip. When we go our seperate ways when we walk our too different paths I want you to be smiling. I wish the best for you and your family. I love you, goodbye.
 Alpharhythm · Mon Jul 14, 2008 @ 03:06am · 0 Comments |
