You've written my story backwards. You've taken my chapter out your book. Now I'm just a prologue. A dedication.
For you.
Friday, May 6, 2011
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15 comments:
don't erase me so hard that other pages of the story also get scratched.. i'll just leave if you don't want me.
:)
Just the two of us. Me.
Maybe I'm scared.. Are you lonely too?
Wow.
you hurt me in the best of ways.
It's because although you think you were an end, you were really a beginning. You caught me somewhere near my sequel and I needed you to know just how much you saved me. Just how much you made me into the person I've always wanted to become. Like I said last night, I love us much more now than I did before.
story of my life
Should've thought about that before you screwed me over. To whom it may concern.
The whole point of you was to make me look good.
Hmm.. not your best. But nice enough :)
damn straight! Me.
Worse if you've become a footnote.
And now i hesitate to come to your facebook wall which once was mine too.
Ouch.
I took a photograph of me and him and I've torn it in half. I torn his face into a thousand pieces and threw it into the trash can. I left my face uninjured.
I now will write a story.
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