2nd to last ex. I vent a lot about my love life. |
I don't know how I've made it this far without you. The day we called it quits, I thought I'd go insane, but you're not longer on my brain. Every minute goes by and I try to maintain, I thought I'd suffer without hearing your voice, but at that point I had no choice. You made me believe we'd be together forever, that we'd break never, that this distance we could weather. I loved you and gave this my all, now I'm starting over, like a baby learning to crawl. Honestly now I'm better and I don't want to sound sappy, however in my new life, I can say I'm genuinely happy. Now that you're gone, I'm starting to move on, taking every thing and every day, one at a time. Stealing my heart and breaking it, consider it a crime. Every second, of every hour, of every day is getting easier. I tried twenty-four seven with you and I got tired of trying to please you. There's always that part in me, saying I could have done more, every time I think of everything that could have been, my thoughts just soar. I'm glad to be done with you and all the drama, you'll get yours, she's a bitch; karma. I tried endlessly, every last bit of effort I could give, I feel so liberated, it's time to live. |