3 years I wasted on you.
Three years of love.
Thought you cared
Thought we were fine.
But I disappeared and someone else was on your mind.
Not like I was gone forever.
6 months to get back on my feet.
Three years I put up with your bullshit
And how did you repay me?
When I got back all we did was fight.
I'll never forget that fateful night.
When you told me I was a burden to you.
I realized then that our love couldn't be true.
I started to turn away.
But you started long ago.
Don't sit and act like I'm to blame.
Because we both know.
I became nothing more than a negative thing to you.
And for me you became a nightmare that just came true.
I fought for so long.
When everyone was against us I stayed strong.
I fought to hold on
And I let you go.
When I realized you didn't want me
When I realized you couldn't possibly.
Down you went and strong I stayed.
I guess in the end I got played.
Because this time I didn't let you break me.
Partings are such sweet sorrow.
But not you and me.
You took me for granted when all I wanted was your love.
You broke my spirit too.
You hit me and cursed me to be alone.
But what did I do to you,
Yes occasionally I played around
And forgot my own strength.
I didn't want to hurt you.
So I left to let you go.
But as it turned out you didn't even care.
So now you're depressed and sad and alone.
Well not my problem dear.
You go blaming me for the things you do
But we both know I'm not there.
You made the decision
To put me behind the rest.
You made the choice
To ignore the one who loved you best.
Partings are such sweet sorrow.
But not you and me.
Now here we are 4 months later.
I'm moving on
And your a mess.
But before you tip the scales.
I have to say I tried my best.
I wanted to be with you.
I didn't expect you to change.
But all you ever said to me.
Was that I had to change for you.
You told me what everyone else in my life always does.
I'm not good enough for your standards.
Who ever really was?
I can't be perfect.
I can't be Everything.
I make mistakes.
They define my humanity.
You know there is so much that you never even cared to see.
I am more than what you made of me.
Partings are such sweet sorrow.
But not you and me.
Goodbye.
Marciabear
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