Sunday, March 28, 2010

I know about you...

Even though we never speak I still think about her. I think about the way she made me believe I was good enough. I never thought I was capable of loving someone quite like that. That kind of love makes you do insane things, makes you burn bridges. When I think about the bad stuff it still hurts to this day and I don't know if that will ever go away. My love for her is so tangled up in hate and resentment that I don't know if we could ever be friends. Even when I try to make it good again it's still there, deep down. I just wanted someone to see me. I think that she did. I think she saw right past my bullshit. I come off like I'm such a bad ass. I have a gentle heart, that has a very special place for her in it. I hope she knows that.

2 comments:

Annie said...

It's almost too nice, isn't it, to be really seen. Sigh.

tinyredhands said...

yes, gives me some perspective on things. i've begun to realize how self- defeating i've been when it comes to relationships.