Excerpts From My Life - Blog Posts
You're sticking me with pieces
Of someone else's journey.
Weaving in some strangers theories.
But just know that
I'll never be enough,
I'll always be empty.
Starving,
For a truth of my own.
Waiting for my own soul,
To be mixed with the newness in me.
Because I'll always be a reject,
Of someone's memory
Unless I write my own.
Only then
I'll be enough.
-simra . T
“You aren't even mine, but I still love you like you are.”
A.M. {unrequitedly}
He broke me so many times, but for some reason i'm only at peace when im with him
- i know this will end horribly, but im out of here soon anyways...
This morning, I was so proud of myself. My scars had fully healed. Now, i can still feel the sting of my fresh wounds, and i cant help but wonder, "why does this make me feel so damn good?"
- i tried to stop, but it just made me worse
I will always cherish what you have given me, and what i have learned from you, but its time to let go.
I said it would be fine. That i was okay just being your friend... until you told me that you love her and that you would wait for her. You once said that to me, and now you dont even think about what we once had, because to you, that was nothing. I knew i was just your rebound, but i just wanted to know what it was like. I was in it for the rush, that high you get. But little did i know there would be such a dark fall after. Were good. Weve both moved on. But, still i go back to us holding hands in the movie theatre, telling me you love me. Well, not really. You went back to her a few weeks later. Youre chasing someone who doesnt love you, and im chasing you, who doesnt love me. What made me this messed up that i dont look at the people who love me but only think about the one who doesnt? Because whats not healthy for you always has the best high, and once youve had a taste, youre hooked.