Pent up inside for too long

Feb 25, 2010 01:56

I had a dream last night that we were friends again. You sent me a message and we talked, just like old times. I had a dream last night that we were friends again and I wept. Openly and deeply, I wept. Over lost friendship, over betrayal, over you. I cried the way someone would cry over the loss of a friend. The way that you cry when a piece of ( Read more... )

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downsideupward March 1 2010, 04:39:07 UTC
hey liz whats going on? give me a call sometime, i'm here for you

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iluvedge02 March 3 2010, 00:52:36 UTC
I'm here for you as well. You know I love you.

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thamorxiii May 31 2010, 19:21:32 UTC
I could make excuses, but I won't.
I could assign blame, but I won't do that either.
I could say that I'm sorry and I will because I am.

I'm sorry.

I expect that you hate me now, and I can't blame you for that.
I expect that things can't ever go back to how they were and I regret it.

I won't try to justify it to you they way I've tried to do to myself.

I do think about you.
I do wonder how your life is now.
I do know that we're probably better off this way.

I'm sorry you knew me.
I'm sorry I hurt you.
I'm sorry for everything.

I couldn't live with temptation...
I couldn't lie to myself and say it wasn't there...

I'm sorry... but this hurt me too.

Please don't get upset about this now.
Please just forget I even existed.

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