I'm so through with that. I got over you. I can even love you more than everything but I don't love you more than I love myself.
"You go back to her and I go back to black" it's one of my favorite songs from the amazing Amy Winehouse and she always said the truth but I never though it was true. Now I know love is a losing game, you're a losing game. You're with her, I hope you're happy... After all.
I could wait for, I might still wait for you but I don't want to suffer, don't want to cry everynight, I do t want to be always remembering. Truth is I'm doing pretty well actually, you're not that present anymore, it's like every memory of you has a layer of dust and all I can see are blurs of what we lived. No doubt those were the best times I had until now but c'mon, I need to move one and sincerely you can't have everything so either you have me or you have her. You choose her but she ain't me but I guess she was the best choice, you two totally deserve each other and I deserve better.
My parents taught me to give the toys I no longer need to the ones who need the most so I should never get jealous if my ex is with somebody else.
You were just a boy, they were just girls but none of them were me, the one you requested the most but now you lost me for good.
At some point I thought we were just friends but you proved me wrong.
I'm better off by myself, seriously.
Avoiding me? I don't know. Am I that unimportant? Well I might be, I'm a chewing gum isn't it?
If you think I can't just be your friend you thought wrong but now you lost a friend as well. One good thing I learnt with you is that I really don't need to care, I don't need to care at all about people because the more I care the more I hurt so I don't care at all.
I try to help, I try to be always available and that's why I keep hurting.
The more I hurt the stronger I get. I don't care anymore, why would I if you don't even talk to me?
I'm not looking forward to have someone new in my life and I don't want no one from the past either so I guess this was the end I was waiting for. Just don't come back for me, who do you think you are? “Running around leaving scars and collecting your jar of hearts”. So don't come back, "we" never existed.
"You go back to her and I go back to black" it's one of my favorite songs from the amazing Amy Winehouse and she always said the truth but I never though it was true. Now I know love is a losing game, you're a losing game. You're with her, I hope you're happy... After all.
I could wait for, I might still wait for you but I don't want to suffer, don't want to cry everynight, I do t want to be always remembering. Truth is I'm doing pretty well actually, you're not that present anymore, it's like every memory of you has a layer of dust and all I can see are blurs of what we lived. No doubt those were the best times I had until now but c'mon, I need to move one and sincerely you can't have everything so either you have me or you have her. You choose her but she ain't me but I guess she was the best choice, you two totally deserve each other and I deserve better.
My parents taught me to give the toys I no longer need to the ones who need the most so I should never get jealous if my ex is with somebody else.
You were just a boy, they were just girls but none of them were me, the one you requested the most but now you lost me for good.
At some point I thought we were just friends but you proved me wrong.
I'm better off by myself, seriously.
Avoiding me? I don't know. Am I that unimportant? Well I might be, I'm a chewing gum isn't it?
If you think I can't just be your friend you thought wrong but now you lost a friend as well. One good thing I learnt with you is that I really don't need to care, I don't need to care at all about people because the more I care the more I hurt so I don't care at all.
I try to help, I try to be always available and that's why I keep hurting.
The more I hurt the stronger I get. I don't care anymore, why would I if you don't even talk to me?
I'm not looking forward to have someone new in my life and I don't want no one from the past either so I guess this was the end I was waiting for. Just don't come back for me, who do you think you are? “Running around leaving scars and collecting your jar of hearts”. So don't come back, "we" never existed.
After New York.
what u thinking about :S ?
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I decided to give it a rest, to be strong... But it still hurts inside :/
ReplyDeleteWhen someone gives up on my I must give up on them as well
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