Fake fairy tale

You show your soft side whenever you know you have done something wrong. I used to forgive you every single time. Forgiveness is the easy part, forgetting, on the other hand, isn’t.

Stupid girl. I was naive to believe that things could ever be normal between us. Nothing is ever normal when it comes to me, and my love life is clearly no exception to the rule.

Even when I am in the healthiest of relationships, I find a way to screw it all up. My mind plays tricks on me, running wild, making me imagine problems that don’t actually exist, possibly as a way of urging me to break up.

Unfortunately, this time, my scars are a testimony to another story entirely. This time, my problems aren’t made up. I can’t believe how long it took me to notice what you are doing to me.

Or maybe I did notice, i just didn’t want to believe it. No one wants to believe that the person they gave their heart to is capable of hurting them in so many ways. Maybe ignoring it was my way of coping, but I can’t ignore it anymore.

Don’t get me wrong, I have always loved you, and probably always will. You were a part of my life, and whatever happened between us will affect me ‘til the day I die. Whether the effects will be good or bad is up to me.

You can close your eyes to things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to things you don't want to feel. I wish i didn’t love you like this. The people you love dearly are the ones that hurt you the most. = Sometimes you don't realize how much you care for someone until they stop caring for you....like you stopped caring for me.

Don’t lie to me again and said that you always cared. If throwing the person you love around like a ragdoll and beating her whenever she didn’t follow one of your stupid “rules”. No girl, no HUMAN should ever be treated that way.

I thought it was a once off thing, but i was wrong, yet i got over it every single time. I was told that you don’t deserve me.... they were probably right, but there was a time when i thought that i certainly deserve you.

I just know that... when i walk away right now, I won’t miss you- I will miss who i thought you were. Me, I'm scared of everything, I'm scared of who I am, what I saw, what I did, but most of all I am scared of walking out of this room and never feeling for the rest of my life, the way I felt when I'm with you.

I am going to sue Disney for planting the silly thought in my head that everyone was meant to find their prince and live “happily ever after.”

The pain of having a broken heart is not so much as to kill you, yet not so little as to let you live.



Here is where we part.