Sep 8, 2008
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I have things I wish I could explain to you. I wish you could understand them the way I want you to, but there are no words that I can attach to describe how I feel and how I've felt. But I did my very best to decide what you mean to me, not what you've meant to me. I owe you more than you'll ever realize. You were everything I wasn't and wanted to be. You mean more to me than a girl I kissed in the past, you were more than a person to me, you were an inspiration and I'll never be as good as you are. I'm not sad that I didn't talk to you anymore, I don't regret the decision, I regret not doing it sooner, not giving you the chance to wreck everything great I thought about you. True or not. I loved you for you and for everything you inspired within me. But you don't do that for me anymore, all I have is memory with you and you have nothing but the same with me. Though they may differ, that's the way it's going to stay because I don't want to be with you and I don't want you to mean anything less. You are the reason I am where I am and the fact that I'm going to be happy with where the next turn my life is going to take me in. It's going to be her arms, I don't want it any other way and I don't see/have a place for you in my life anymore. Nor do you for me. And I wouldn't want it any other way. I hope you find what you're looking for. |
posted by Mike at 1:30 AM
