Saturday, March 19, 2011

Here I am. Once again.

I do not wish to be bitter.
Nor do I want to hate you.
If you only knew how I still felt.
Then again, even if you knew its not like you care.

Being numb would be best as that would mean I've stopped caring.
Any other feelings than that would mean you still affect my life.
Which at this moment you still do.

I've let you go to live your own life because I want you to be happy.
One always wants the person they love to happy.
But what about me?
All I want to be is happy.
Why is that so hard?

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