And I wake up alone

And sometimes I can’t sleep…

And sometimes I remember holding someone so tight afraid to let go Just in case they might shatter into a million pieces,

And then I remember waking up alone.

The only difference now, is that my arm where the weight of all your burdens I carried for you would rest, doesn’t hurt anymore.

I wake up alone, and it’s not sad anymore, like it used to be.

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Take me back to the night we met

Just trying to make sense of it all,

And find peace with it.

Indifference is bliss,

But my mind wanders sometimes…

And wonders…

But it’s all good,

Because seeing is believing

And I’m not seeing it anymore

Or you.

Life is all about that balance,

And I’ll keep getting there slowly.

Two more exits to my apartment

You shouldn’t break yourself to try and save someone,

Especially when they could care less about how you came undone.

Trying to save you I lost me

Pushing and pulling I tried to stay

Kicking and screaming you pushed me away.

But, it doesn’t hurt anymore

I don’t wonder anymore

I think too much, it’s always been a character flaw.

But I don’t think much about you anymore, not even a little bit, Not even at all.

Except when I do,

But all I can do is sadly shake my head and frown

At Just another let down

We found each other in the dark

But, at least we saved each other from ourselves,Before we destroyed each other.I still maintain, that we didn’t know better.We were just kids, trying to grasp on to love somehow, even when we couldn’t love ourselves.Even when we still can’t love ourselves.

Oh my my, but I’ve already done my time…

I asked you once if you ever thought of me, and you said no.

I wish I had that off switch too, the one that makes you forget, maybe it’d be easier to let go,

Of the people that don’t deserve to be in your life any longer.

But, I think that I just think too much.

But this time you delivered the punch.

While it sucks to say goodbye, it sucks even more to watch time fly.

I was a line in your story, you were a chapter in mine.

I’ve got a match, and this book that I’ve written.

No longer fun, no longer smitten.

I watched every word burn until the book was unrecognizable, much like you.

I picked up a new book of blank paper, and wrote you out of existence for the sake of my sanity.

I won’t lose myself again trying to save someone,

everything kind of feels chaotic,undone.

No fight left in me, I watched everything fade away into new possibilities. You’ve got to hit rock bottom before you surface gasping for air.

And for that, I thank you.