Monday, August 30, 2010

Worn out,

Case of the x.
Makes things more awkward than anything.
Whatevers, I'm over it.
Anyways,
boyfriend.
Things haven't been improving. I should start being more independent and live my own schedule now since I have my own car.
I must learn how to not include you in my schedule and be fine with it.
Because we ain't attached anymore.
The feeling ain't there.
We are nothing more than fuck buddies.
That is the truth. I can't make myself believe in your lies.
The lies that we are currently having this relationship with.
No happiness is present. At least its not 100% really true.
Its just what we expect.
Its natural.
I'm 'just there'.
You're 'just there'.
What's the point of this relationship.
Its a waste of my time.
Why am I still continuing.
I'm wasting your time also.
I must focus on something else.
Possibly a 'someone' else(?)
Nah.
Not at the moment.
I'm fine how I am.
You haven't helped me at all in becoming a less.. 'empty' person.
You haven't helped me find myself.
I didn't grow up because of you.
Now that I think about it.
The college environment made me grow up.
I'm worn out, that's true.
From you. You've worn me out.
And also the previous guys I've had a 'thing' with.
You aren't the reason for my so-called 'improvement'.
You fill up my day, thanks.
But now, I'm too used to having you all the time.
I've neglected possible friendships, etc.
I must make new plans.
I must focus.
I must be healthy.
You have your own life and now the only difference is that I won't be in it anymore.
You know it yourself. You're done.
I'm done.
One of us just needs to be the first to break it to the other person.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Love is true on its own. You can't fake being in love unless there's a part of you that actually do love them. I can prove it.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

We can only be good for less than 24 hrs.
Your arms are wrapped tightly around her body.
Her arms are fully around your waist.
You two are wearing the same smile.
She isn't me.
Burnt.
Lightheaded.
Nauseous.
Full of anxiety.
I wish I was a stranger to you.
Strangers are better than now.
Maybe if I was a stranger,
you'd fall back in love w/me.
After all, that's how we started.
But this time, nothing would get in the way.
Right?
No.
False.
I want to cross your path.
I want to cross your mind.
I want to cross your life.
I'm tired of this, I just want you.
Its hard to compare others when I've already had a taste of the best.

Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna