Tuesday, July 20, 2010 / 1:50 AM

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who, like me, know by heart the view

of the river and the bay.

the complex rules of Beckon.

and all the ways you Can't Get To Heaven



Those few stanzas up there spoke to me.


What happened to you and I? We were moving so fast. Maybe that was the problem.
Recently, everyone has asked me if I'm okay after the break up. I don't miss you one bit, as a boyfriend. But truth be told, sometimes I miss my best friend. You don't deserve me as a friend. It's sad because all you wanted afterwards was for you and I to remain friends. Then why did you say those hurtful things and expect me not to be mad?

You said that I killed all these feelings you had for me after i was acting like a "bitch" after. But how would you like me to act? I was hurt. You and I, we , were horrible together. But somehow we worked. I will never take you back or be your friend again. I hope you can sleep at night knowing its all because of you.

Do you still think about me? Do you still dream of me? Do you compare everyone else to me? Am I still the first person you want to tell your secrets to?

Will you forget me?

Or am I already forgotten?





i've got a tight grip on reality
but i can't let go of what's in front of me here