It is late. Or rather.. it is very very very early in the morning.
But either way, I should be asleep by now, I should not
be up thinking about way too much. I keep rereading old
texts, looking back on blog posts and seeing where loved
turned to hate. I should not being putting my heart through
this. But. I am. It hurts less than it did the last time I did
it... There aren’t tears like before, and though my heart
feels a little stiff, it is still beating.
I can thank a few people for making the past
few weeks livable. And tonight... tonight seriously helped
with the overall feeling of loneliness that had settled
a little. I know that I am supported. I know that I am
not alone. Not just because I have Him looking
out for me.. but I have you... and you.. and you.
I have a group that would catch me if I fell.. and I really
put that to a test. And they all passed with flying colours..
And now.
Now I sit here and think over all of the choices I have to
make coming up. Because school soon starts and my
days will be packed with work and 17 class credits. I can’t
wait. I know He will pull me through this. I know that I am
strong enough now, to make it with out a boy at all.
So... I’ll stand my ground and not lean on anyone more
than just in friendship. I am going to be okay. Even though
I still miss you like crazy.
I like the strong tone of this. It sucks hurting and losing someone you loved but like you said, it hurts a little less every time. It never completely stops and, like you, I put myself through reading old letters, etc. but you WILL get through. I'm happy that you have a good support group. That really makes a difference. Coincidentally, I'm listening to the song "I Don't Need a Man" by the Pussycat Dolls. It's true. They're superfluous. Nice if they're nice. Burdensome if not. Anyway, I really enjoyed your poem.
i love the part about how your heart is stiff but still beating. its so unbelievably powerful, and deep. i seem to do that too, especially when i know its not going to be helpful, i guess as a writer its better to feel pain so you can talk about it later, but as a person its hard to comprehend doing that to yourself... fabulous entry!
When written from the heart, the emotions come out strong. Pretty strong. I wouldnt say it was a wonderful read, but a heart-wrenching road. Wish like taking that guy from your life and punching, but again, you miss him like crazy. Respect that.
Very personal and very poignant. Made me shudder. Keep them coming:)
I like the strong tone of this. It sucks hurting and losing someone you loved but like you said, it hurts a little less every time. It never completely stops and, like you, I put myself through reading old letters, etc. but you WILL get through. I'm happy that you have a good support group. That really makes a difference. Coincidentally, I'm listening to the song "I Don't Need a Man" by the Pussycat Dolls. It's true. They're superfluous. Nice if they're nice. Burdensome if not. Anyway, I really enjoyed your poem.
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