I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
The Goodbye Song
So if you can't stay, walk away slowly. Rip the plaster off bit by bit, piece by piece. Because I'd rather feel that than nothing at all.
I wish it was as easy as I'll go if you won't... because I love him and he doesn't love me.
...And I'm not sure I like the feeling of the plaster being ripped piece by piece. It hurts. I'm sure it's much better than feeling nothing at all, but it hurts.
Dude...I love your blog. Beautiful this post was. It basically summed up what I'd wanted to say in one of my most recent posts on my blog, but your version sounds heavenly and mine sounds like a mess. Love it.
I hated being the one to rip it away like that. I'm sorry, and I feel the pain acutely as well. Setting up the barriers again.. it was for our own good. I hope you understand one day why I had to do it.
I wish it was easy to let go, but you make it so hard on me. Make up your mind. I've proven how much I care about you. Now it's your turn. I'm scared you'll disappoint me.
The only way I can do this on my own is slowly, even though I want to rip through layers quickly I can't do it any faster. I have to go with the flow and not against the grain. I have to be okay with the process.
i don't swing that way.. i hate goodbye!
ReplyDeleteor never say good bye.
ReplyDeleteWithout pain...we'd never know the meaning of true joy.
ReplyDeleteGet well, friend.
<3
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and don't stop.
ReplyDeleteno...this is the last
ReplyDeletepossible thing that could ever
happen to us...
i won't let this happen...
But please don't go. The night we hung out was the happiest I had felt in ages. I need to feel that happy again. Please don't go.
ReplyDeleteJust go now and put me out of my misery.
ReplyDeleteMy heart still aches when I think about how perfect I felt in your arms.
ReplyDeleteSo I've been trying not to think about it.
I've failed and I still think about you as I fall asleep. And first thing when I wake up.
Will that ever change?
If you don't go, i will. I love you but you don't love me, that's the end of the story
ReplyDeleteI wish it was as easy as I'll go if you won't... because I love him and he doesn't love me.
ReplyDelete...And I'm not sure I like the feeling of the plaster being ripped piece by piece. It hurts. I'm sure it's much better than feeling nothing at all, but it hurts.
I'm never gonna dance again, the way I dance with you.
ReplyDeleteI suppose this really is goodbye.
ReplyDeleteOh man, that's some heavy stuff there.
ReplyDeleteToday the story begins with "once upon a time and ends... however you want it to."
ReplyDeleteOn a dim...
whats the reason behind using the same pic as friday's post?
ReplyDeletegoodbye will killing me...
ReplyDeleteStay.
ReplyDeleteAnd with each and every step you take; my heart learns a new, more painful way to break.
ReplyDeletePlease, don't go. I can't fathom this world without your hand clasping to mine.
no...this is the last
ReplyDeletepossible thing that could ever
happen to us...
i won't let this happen*...
Dude...I love your blog. Beautiful this post was. It basically summed up what I'd wanted to say in one of my most recent posts on my blog, but your version sounds heavenly and mine sounds like a mess. Love it.
ReplyDeleteI guess that's why you let me do it, just so you could feel something. You shouldn't have done it. Now we both got hurt.
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ReplyDeletepainkillers make a disillusioned world baby.
ReplyDeleteThere's no pain even though my heart's broken
and i'm over my head
in my own blood.
read twitter. seen the new pic. love the post after this too.
ReplyDeletethat's splatters of blood on the road, innit...?
ReplyDeleteAnd you're doing a damn good job at it. So please rip a little faster. Make me feel more pain. Because nothing would make me feel more alive.
ReplyDeleteAnd alone.
You say God put spaces in our fingers for others to fill them, but ever since you left I've had to fill my own.
ReplyDeleteYou Are AmaiZzZzing :D
ReplyDeletekeep it Up sweety
i like all worlds you wrote it
and ,,
i hate goodbye
That hurts. In a good way.
ReplyDeleteBut geez... that pain is insane.
i wished things doesnt have to end this way...
ReplyDeleteI hated being the one to rip it away like that. I'm sorry, and I feel the pain acutely as well. Setting up the barriers again.. it was for our own good. I hope you understand one day why I had to do it.
ReplyDeleteI just moved 2000 miles away from you.
ReplyDeleteThanks for not giving up.
You're the only boy I look at.
very deep shit
ReplyDeleteI wish it was easy to let go, but you make it so hard on me. Make up your mind. I've proven how much I care about you. Now it's your turn. I'm scared you'll disappoint me.
ReplyDeletePlease don't.
The only way I can do this on my own is slowly, even though I want to rip through layers quickly I can't do it any faster. I have to go with the flow and not against the grain. I have to be okay with the process.
ReplyDelete