It's been a year and a half since it all happened (back in 8/8/2008) -- At last, it's all coming to an end. Overpowered by all these feelings I had to bend. Reshaping them back into the state that they were in. No one apprehends; this is the most I've had to submit. One thing's for sure, the next time I'll bend, I won't bend till I break. I was his everything, I was his "dream", I was everything, but he didn't see. It took me time to realize it couldn't mean less to him, than it does to me.
They say that true love can only exist through it's own reflection, but now that I know, I prefer to live with the rejection. Calming my discomposure is what I seek, the way coming to the closure that I need. Like a leach I held on as if this love belonged to some sort of wonderful dream. I thought wrong. I thought my only defense was to hate him, but as much as I try, those emotions I can not detest, due to my heart, there is no place for it. There are no regrets what so ever, but I have to come to grips that this love was all full of shit. Well, I just have to forgive and forget. I'm ready to let go, this is it. Glad this has all come to it's end and I get to live once again.
