I'm going to miss the happy times... I'm really going to miss that closeness. The inside jokes, the security. The plans that were made, the songs that were shared.
I'm such a fool.
Every time, this happens. I get so sunk into these people, only for them to mess around on me and tell me one thing, and act a completely different way. "Yes, I will tell you that I love you to your face. I'll also tell you that we'll be together someday. But, I'll also make out with anything that has tits and a heart beat that I can get my hands on that will allow this to happen."
That makes me very, very disappointed.
The good times definitely outweigh the bad times though... In my opinion. I wish with every ounce of my being to go back to that. To get back to what was before everything bad was over taking everything that was good. Remembering when the day met the night... And it was so good, and felt so right. Where did all that go? Why was it so long ago? I don't understand why nothing can be salvaged. That's something I've just gotta accept though. That things change, sometimes permanently, and not always for the better.
But, if there was one wish that I could make?
It would be to get my missing piece and put it back where it belonged. In my heart.
It's a shame that piece's been left in the rain for so long... It doesn't even want to fit back in there anymore.
That's what happens when we lose things that we cherish.
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