Journal: 4
6. 28. 2012
Stephanie M. B.
Happy Birthday
There's a fine line between love and loneliness; that feeling like you can't take another step with out that other person right there beside you, the want to share every moment with them, and then there's a want to have that person because there's no one else. Love and loneliness; can you tell the difference?
I loved him, but I lied to him, truth came out and then there was nothing. Eventually the loneliness kicked in and there was nothing to bring to our table, the love was gone and that was that. I wasn't who he wanted any more, and loneliness was more of a hopeless taunt. He started giving up and my heart started breaking, no much of me made it through the bitter stage. A cut of communication like we were nothing, no good byes or explanation. So again he was gone, like the sun sets and rises everyday him leaving was just as predictable. Seeing it coming, trying to prepare only made the loneliness worse. I loved him and he loved me, but that was it; it ended just like it started with the both of us like strangers.
For every end that we created, six years of crazy memories, and time we never really had;
Happy Birthday.
6. 28. 2012
Stephanie M. B.
Happy Birthday
There's a fine line between love and loneliness; that feeling like you can't take another step with out that other person right there beside you, the want to share every moment with them, and then there's a want to have that person because there's no one else. Love and loneliness; can you tell the difference?
I loved him, but I lied to him, truth came out and then there was nothing. Eventually the loneliness kicked in and there was nothing to bring to our table, the love was gone and that was that. I wasn't who he wanted any more, and loneliness was more of a hopeless taunt. He started giving up and my heart started breaking, no much of me made it through the bitter stage. A cut of communication like we were nothing, no good byes or explanation. So again he was gone, like the sun sets and rises everyday him leaving was just as predictable. Seeing it coming, trying to prepare only made the loneliness worse. I loved him and he loved me, but that was it; it ended just like it started with the both of us like strangers.
For every end that we created, six years of crazy memories, and time we never really had;
Happy Birthday.
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