I choose rejection over waiting for someone I would never choose.
I wondered, were you scared? and where you went. It never occurred what your silence meant. That what I was offering was no longer free, and so you were no longer wondering about me.
A promised “goodbye” for each “I love you.” Then could you finally leave? I think they call this bargaining? Why are some people so hard to forget? Is it because we experienced so many things with them – both real and imagined – that there are more stories of you together than apart? If so, then could I count up all the times I fell in love with you, say goodbye to each one, and […]
Potential and the flicker of light I once knew behind your dead eyes.
I don’t bother with people so their opinions rarely bother me.
You knew me enough to say something. I cared too little to listen.
I’m really great at nodding. I’m also really great at not giving a fuck.
Don’t waste your answers on the whys of a changed mind, but on your changed heart.
Temptation was all we knew. Reality was something we’d never. (Heard this on Mad Men)