I suck!
I saw him today and for one moment I swear that my heart stood still. It had been so long since I had seen him that I had convinced myself that what I once felt for him had been all in my imagination.
Silly, silly little girl.
It’s funny what you can convince yourself of with the passing of time; what you can learn to hide behind a smile, behind a life that is only half lived.
And now everything hurts. It hurts so much and it’s killing me. He’s killing me all over again.
He looked so beautiful, a little bit older, a little bit harder and a lot sexier.
And when he looked at me I forgot I wasn’t supposed to love him anymore. I forgot I had made promises to someone else. Someone who hadn’t left my heart shattered into a million pieces.
God, how more stupid can I get! I have to be the dumbest woman on earth! He almost destroyed me last time and now here I am again forgetting everything with just one look, one touch.
But he looked so good and he felt just right and my heart just about jumped out of my skin when he took me in his arms. No one has ever made me feel that way, that crazy! So much that I forget who I am, what I am and where I am.
However, I can I mustn’t forget there’s somebody else; someone who was there to pick up the pieces when he left me, someone who was patient and kind and funny and gave me time and space to heal.
It’s just that it’s so hard to eradicate the first taste of passion from your lips the strength of a love that sent one over the edge, the whispered promises in the middle of the night, the heartbreak that came with a goodbye you never thought would arrive and the desolation that settles deep within you as you see him walk away.
I just don’t know what to do. He looks at me with those flinty blue gray eyes that send my heart spinning and he swears that no one is going o love me like he does yet his actions proved something entirely different two years ago.
And now there’s a new love and promises that have been kept. It is calm and lacks all the craziness and passion of the one before but in its place it has brought peace contentment and laughter. It has given me soft brown eyes that warm up every time he sees me a crooked smile that is quick to appear along with a mischievous streak that keeps me laughing all day long.
I know I have a full life but he's still there in the darkest corners of my dreams he runs free and in that part of my heart that I hide his love still beats strong.
What do I do?
Silly, silly little girl.
It’s funny what you can convince yourself of with the passing of time; what you can learn to hide behind a smile, behind a life that is only half lived.
And now everything hurts. It hurts so much and it’s killing me. He’s killing me all over again.
He looked so beautiful, a little bit older, a little bit harder and a lot sexier.
And when he looked at me I forgot I wasn’t supposed to love him anymore. I forgot I had made promises to someone else. Someone who hadn’t left my heart shattered into a million pieces.
God, how more stupid can I get! I have to be the dumbest woman on earth! He almost destroyed me last time and now here I am again forgetting everything with just one look, one touch.
But he looked so good and he felt just right and my heart just about jumped out of my skin when he took me in his arms. No one has ever made me feel that way, that crazy! So much that I forget who I am, what I am and where I am.
However, I can I mustn’t forget there’s somebody else; someone who was there to pick up the pieces when he left me, someone who was patient and kind and funny and gave me time and space to heal.
It’s just that it’s so hard to eradicate the first taste of passion from your lips the strength of a love that sent one over the edge, the whispered promises in the middle of the night, the heartbreak that came with a goodbye you never thought would arrive and the desolation that settles deep within you as you see him walk away.
I just don’t know what to do. He looks at me with those flinty blue gray eyes that send my heart spinning and he swears that no one is going o love me like he does yet his actions proved something entirely different two years ago.
And now there’s a new love and promises that have been kept. It is calm and lacks all the craziness and passion of the one before but in its place it has brought peace contentment and laughter. It has given me soft brown eyes that warm up every time he sees me a crooked smile that is quick to appear along with a mischievous streak that keeps me laughing all day long.
I know I have a full life but he's still there in the darkest corners of my dreams he runs free and in that part of my heart that I hide his love still beats strong.
What do I do?