So here i am.
All alone in my cold room again.
With no one other than my thoughts
I try and sleep to pass the time
But I wake up from this perfect world
knowing that it can't ever happen.
And I hate myself for even
remotly missing you.
And tears fall from name that
I tell myself I am for missing you.
And with each warm acidic tear
they leave a streak of words.
And I hate myself even more
for not being okay.
After all this time,
I'm still not ok.
It's been 2 years
and void filling.
And after I try and find someone else
I still find myself
Back at ground zero.
This lonely hole that
in it's familarity is comforting.
Burning their already made paths
And I hate myself.
dude.. shame on you for even feeling this way.. its not weak to want someone, or even to need someone. and its not stupid for you to miss the only person that ever showed a lot of interest in being SUPREMELY close to you. but you have got to move past it because bottom line he was NOT a good person for you.. and maybe remy is, maybe not but its worth it to take a chance.. and there are LOTS of people out there..you dont have to move backward.