June 18, 2013
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Broken
I hate that I still think of you
I hate how I miss you and what you were to me back then
I hate the hope I had in feeling like life was starting over
That I finally had a real chance at happiness
But like everyone else you took what you needed
I gave you so much of me, risking it all
I gave till it hurts
Little did I know how high the cost would be
The loathing I feel
Not for you but for me
For actually believing you were really there for me
That happiness was within my reach
But they were dreams not meant for me
I was just a stepping stone on your way to someone new
To help you play the gentle man you never were
I hate the ache that I hold in my heart
I hate that I cannot let it go
I wonder if I relive the pain to remind myself of what a fool I’ve been
Waiting and hoping for too long
To think I could finally be free to live a life that was meant for me
Funny thing is now I cannot bring myself to cry
Not a tear can be shed
I know I deserve so much more
Yet I just can’t let go that I am not worth anything at all
I can only hope one day I will find
That missing part of me that can help make myself whole
And mends that broken part of me
Comments (8)
He watched from a distance as the re-building started.
You’ll find it. You’re too strong a woman, too beautiful a person, not to. *hugs*
You will. And you expressed this so well. HUGS!!!
And He wondered if ever a woman felt the way he did until he read these words. Then he wondered why is it that women who are so willing to give of them selves so completely are never to be found by one who only wishes to return that same kind of love………. so he seeks for her still ,and wonders if he will ever really find that kind of woman…. it seems so unlikely this late in the game.
You are living my life. Trust me it gets easier because you are worth it, never forget that.
Hugs
@Blue_Moon1 - because life is cruel and will never ever let them meet, for the earth feeds off the tears they cry and flourishes in the agony of one’s own tattered soul
@wyckdstorm - how right, I hate to admit, I believe you are. I want to believe that I can love all the hurt away, and somehow get beyond the storms that destroy. To some way find the path that leads tosuch a woman, and man escaping to peace and happiness forever.
Awesome