For the people laughing & crying & remembering at the end. But, mainly, I wish you could have been there.
I guess I'm sortof on a storypeople kick lately, but they seem to speaking to me a lot these days. oh well, what can ya do?
its funny in life how we lose people along the way. i guess its normal, but it does kinda suck, right? well, sometimes i mean. sometimes we need to lose people because of who they become or who we become. somebody stops needing the other for their happiness or well being or whatever and when it gets to that point, well, then its better left behind.
you can give a year to someone, a whole year of your life to them, and in the end its like it never even happened. as if that period of time was just cut from the thread and the ends patched themselves together to cover the loss.
the person i spent that year with doesn't exist anymore. they're not dead, i mean, the body is still there, but the person he was, that's gone. perhaps its easier that way when people leave. you miss them, but at least there's not the lurking possibility that you can bring them back. Then you don't waste time hanging around waiting.
sometimes i wonder if there's even a point in being sad about it. not that it brings me down or anything, its not like i think about it all the time, but it does make me sad. for him, and for us. for what we went through together and the fact that it was all for nothing. and i mourn for the loss of who he was before. i mourn for the loss of what we had. i mourn for the loss he feels. and i mourn for the things he denies himself.
I'd like to tell you that you deserve better than what you're looking for
That you have it in you to move past this
That you'll feel better if you learn to be alone
That you should give yourself time
That you will find someone who could love you if you stop looking
If you would only be someone that someone would want to love.
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