Once upon a time, I fell in love with you.
An action that with all my heart I wish I could undo.
Looking back I was a fool.
And you used me like a tool.
I thought that we truly had a connection,
Because you washed away all my imperfection.
You were charming, cute and charsmatic.
When you were near I could feel the static
Running through the both of us.
Looking back, I see no reason for all the fuss.
I really thought that you were special.
Delicate as a summer petal.
But now I see that I was wrong
And all you did was string me along.
I wish that I could take it all back
And wander down the beaten track.
Dreaming of the past, of when I was with you
Completely forgetting about the fact that you broke my heart in two.
But now I want you to know that
My feelings for you are gone
I want you to know I’ve forgotten you
And that I’ve been able to move on.
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It doesn’t get better for everyone. For me, it doesn’t.
It feels like that, I know. It’s like you’re all alone, with no one to hold you close and tell you everything’s alright. You have to surround yourself with other things, forget about them and what they did. Find love again. Find someone who can make you happy with just 1 word. It’s hard, but you have to try. Banish the feelings for the one you’ve lost (unless it’s family you’ve lost, and not a loved one). Tell yourself you’re better off without them. Show them that you are. Don’t live in the past. accept what’s happened, and learn from the mistakes you made.
It does get better. You just need someone to help you through it. I’m here for you, if you want 🙂
May sound harsh, but love isn’t a Disney movie. I got hurt lots of times until I realized I had to love myself and not look for it outside. When I got good with liking me, I attracted a kind of person who respects themselves enough so as to behave with integrity and not use people.
We’re all looking for love and we often sacrifice ourselves in the process and get hammered. All the people that hurt me taught me a lot about me and I’m better for it. If you put the time in, and it didn’t go the way you thought, best to at least take the positive learnings from it.
It doesn’t always get better. Research prolonged grief disorder a.k.a. complicated grief disorder.
Just because it gets better for most people most of the time (including yours truly in the past), does not mean it is always this way. It can stay terrible for a person’s entire life. Some people are destroyed utterly by grief, with or without suicide.