I’m sorry for losing who I was and killing the girl you loved…and I’m sorry that you miss her..she is gone and left all the broken parts of herself with me…I pick up the pieces one by one hoping I can put her back together…but just when I think I might have this puzzle of pieces worked out I look down to see more pieces than there were before…and realize that all my effort, sweat, and tears were for nothing but this hollow person I’ve become..alone and misunderstood…always wanting a man that loves a girl that I no longer know how to be. I will keep chasing her ghost…until I run out of breath and time..because I miss her just as much as you..
I’m sorry.
Living with jealousy of your past self is a true tragedy…chasing your past self is futile.. I realize that now..and I hate that my eyes have opened…where will I find my hope now?
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You will find hope in the future. In just being the best person you can be now. Let yourself heal, let go of what was and learn to celebrate who you can be now.