This Is Why I Have To Finally Say Goodbye To You
I can blame the distance for us not working out, but the truth is, you just weren’t ready for me
I can blame the distance for us not working out, but the truth is, you just weren’t ready for me
You’re the hardest breakup I ever had.
But I will, when I’m weak, pray if I can, pray for you, pray for humility and guidance and the strength to accept God’s will and plan. Tell him my dreams but recognize his authority and superior planning skills.
I remember being told how crying is like breathing for me. That is true. I am such an emotional person. But that doesn’t mean I am not strong. I have always been and that’s for sure.
Being on this list feels like suffocation. The panic attacks consist of fainting and death fighting to see who can squeeze my lungs tightest.
Thrill. You automatically know what you’re doing is wrong. You’re only lying to yourself by feigning innocence.
Don’t go on OKCupid and search for a boy like you’re shopping for shoes. Don’t pick one that’s just above six feet tall with a cute face and a journalism degree. Don’t send him a cute two-line message asking an inane question whose true purpose is to lure him into asking you out all on his own.
“After that moment, I realized that I had to take care of their daughter, at least until I paid them back.”
I wanted an answer, a remedy, something concrete. But love doesn’t always give you those things. And heartbreak damn sure doesn’t.
Around 10:30 I get there, music is blasting but the backroom is completely empty. The bartender asks me where my friends are at and I told them they all must be running late.