Things Change

“I … I think we should break up.” 

… … … …  

… … … … 


Okay?! Okay?! You’re okay with those words?! You, you, you— 

You don’t even care, do you? 

Well then, fine. I don’t care either. 

Let’s break up and just be “okay.” 


“Somewhere in between all the mind games, lies and seduction, I fell for you.

Somewhere in between all the broken promises, manipulation and heartaches, I got over you.

But I guess I fibbed a few times too; remember all those times I swore I needed you?

Well, consider them lies because babe, here I am without you and I survived.” --Lil Wayne 


What am I suppose to do

When (I thought) the best part of me was always you?

What am I suppose to say

When I'm all choked up and you’re ok?

I'm falling to pieces.


Just when you think things can’t get any worse, they do. I’ve learned life is like an hour glass, and when things hit rock bottom, you just have to wait for it to be turned around again. 

And when things get turned around again … I can smile, for all I see is his face. And not yours.


Of My Best Friend.


Is it even possible for me to fall in love with you (with him)? Again?


Maybe its because I never really loved you. Lies. All lies.

I loved ... something about you, not sure what.

And you loved ... well I don't know.

But I don't love you. And you don't love me.

And maybe, just maybe, that's how things were meant to be.


The End

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