where the story ends.

the truth is, i bruise too easily

at first i didn’t want to be okay. thought maybe if i hang on to the pain and the sadness there may be hope that she would come back. but now i know thats not true. she chose her path, and the path she chose is not with me. she walks her path with a smile on her face, her usual face with a happy smile that shines like the sun. the smile that i fell in love with. she sees the world with her dark outlined eyes that looks naturally eyeliner-ed. the eyes that i got lost in.

wave goodbye to a time
that you once believed was
everything

“liking a girl is like pouring water into a cup without a bottom.” its now time for me to stop pouring into her cup and start pouring into my own cup. the fires been lit and all the gasolines been burned. it hasn’t been a very long time. only 3 days in fact but it feels like its been forever. after many food offers and talks with many different people i realized the hopes not in pain or sadness but in smiles and laughter. i’m going to smile again. the smile that she too had once liked. i’m not saying i’m over it yet or i will be anytime soon, cause im not. all i’m saying is that i’m going to be okay. “5. its alright…”

i’m ready to live
i’m ready to dream
i’m ready for fear, and
love and everything between

my last post dedicated to you. [edit. june 13 - actually nevermind]

one last thing, i still think its cause of you. only if you weren't her friend.

thank you alice umma, john bro, mql, and everyone else