You, the one I used to know,
You are dead
The one I used to hold hands with,
Lay my head upon,
Wish to kiss me, but knew time
Would
Come when it came
Never did. Never will.
That boy is dead.
Taking is spot
In my life
Accompanying me
Is you.
Never left me
But changed me
Confused but learning
To slowly
Accept the fact
I can never
Ever
Ever hold your hand
Lean my head upon
Your chest
Dance with you
Hug you
Will never happen.
I deserve better.
Who?
Who? I ask you.
Who?
I don’t see it.
You
Are
Sorry.
For the better,
You let me go.
I am 90/10
10 wants you back so bad
Bad
90 doesn’t. 90 knows
We never
Ever will
It’d be stupid if we did.
Stupid.
Stupid.
Lucky you told me now!
We’d be married,
Kids,
Etc
Oh by the way
Babe I’m leaving
Ugh
Glad that never came
Naturally torcher myself
With ?
Beat myself up
I didn’t see
It coming
At all
Like a gunshot
You learn to live
With the hole
Something
Someone else
May
May fill that hole
But the hole
The hole
Will still be there.
Always.
Always
Still friend
Don’t like
To call you
Ex
Ex
Ex
Hate that word
Two letters
Big change
I hate that word
And
I cringe
Cringe at the thought
You once were mine.
Mine
Ugh
Another thought.
Ugh
Don’t beat yourself
I forbid it
People make mistakes
You learn to live with them
Work on it
I don’t want to go to another
Funeral
Funeral
Why does it have the word
Fun
In funeral
You might see Jesus, maybe
That’s why.
I don’t want to go to another
Funeral
Funeral
And not see your face
Because the casket
Is closed
Because it has to be
You love me
Enough
To let me go
And I thank
You
Always will thank
You
You
I am worried
For you
Not me
You
I am worried
About where your soul
Will go
I am
I want to see you
Where I pray
I will
End up
I’m working
On it
You are part
Of me
In keeping
You close to Him.
Him.
You Pray to Him.
I Pray He
Holds
He holds your
Long
And thin
Long and
Thin
Hands
Though
This.
Will I ever get past this?
No.
No one
Ever
Ever
Ever
Gets past events
They learn how to deal
With it
With it
With it.
Because it
Is like
Is like
A gunshot
A gunshot
You learn
To deal
With with
It.

Trying to
To
rid girlfriend
Girlfriend mode
It is
Habit
Dang
I hate it
rid the girl
Left in me
She still wants
Sometimes
To kiss you
For you
To
Hold
Her
But this me
Does not
No swim
Swim
Meets
No
No
No
That
Is what she
Did
Not me
Not me
Not me
Will I die
If I
Never try again?
Again?
What if
I am
Not
Not meant to
Be?
Be with
Someone
Someone
Will you?
Ugh
Dang

You said
You would
Never
Ever
Ever
Date.
EvEr.
I think I may
Do the
Same
Same
That gunshot?
You
Remember it?
It freakin’
Burns.
I don’t
Know
Who
How
They are
Pouring
Alcohol
On it but
They are
And it hurts
And burns.

You saw me
At the dance
With him
And you
Were
Glad
I was
Glad. Thank you.

Can you
Get
Out
Out
Of my head?????
PLZ????

I was scared
To make
That first move
Hands on the bus
With him
I didn’t hesitate
I like him
And so I told
Him.
I hesitate when it comes to love
Because of the
Things
People
Objects
I’ve seen.
I pray
But
Hey
I am still
Keeping you a secret
You
A secret
What cha
Gonna say
This
Thanksgiving
When I’m not
At your
Grandmother’s
House?
?
How will
You
Explain my
Absence?
Your family
Don’t know
We
Broke
Up.
No. No. No.
You broke
Up with me.
I just accepted
That fact,
The fact
That still burns.
And giving love another chance
makes me confused
and mad at myself
for trying
For trying
For trying again
Onemoretime
Onemoretime
I am mad
At myself
For ‘failing’
Quoting my
Father here
Failing
At relationships
I emotionally attached
Myself to two
People
Men
And now
Having to
Emotionally
Detach
Myself from them yet
See them almost every
God given day.