Well, on the 21st..I broke it off with a girl..not just any girl..Someone I was ready to marry to..Spend forever with. I was engaged with her. I was with her for 2 and half years, but knew her longer than that.
We went through some very rough times together, we spent many many days with each other and it seemed as if everything was just fine for the past year(or somewhere round there)..We hit a few bumpy spots in the relationship that sent us apart, but we were back together a week later. I loved that girl with everything I could give...I still do? As I write this, I want to cry..I stand strong and hold it back so no others will see my pain. I hold it back so no one sees a weakness in me. I suppose I'm a bad guy for wondering what my girl was doing at someone's house at 4am in the morning when her own mother didn't worry too much about it..I guess I'm the bad one that would work each day and come home to see my fiance. Each day I had off from work, 2 days a week..I would spend those with her. I spent night at her house 2 days a week...
I even lost contact with my friends because I was so in to being with her. She loved my accompany, I loved hers. It seemed as if we were made for each other....
...
....
Then things started...
...again
I seen some text messages from a guy...those texts were asking her if she had been attracted to him..to come over...if it was okay to flirt with her...and the one you could say really flew me over the edge of earth.."i have like some hickies on my boobs".
When confronted, all was denied, like previous times. Who was I so expect an upfront answer? Who was I to get the truth? ...and...who am I to try...to try again to see tomorrow?
As each day passes, It gets harder and harder...I had it fine the first day...but when memories hit me...All was lost. Seems everything I do..we had a memory.
What does a man do when he can push no further? What does a man do to continue his fate till tomorrow? ...What does a man do when half his soul was ripped out and thrown into a garbage can and sealed off?
You will always know when your IN love..cause when it comes crashing down..you want to crash and burn with it.
I sit here and stare at pictures you once gave me...ones we took, memories we had...memories we would have had..and just sit here....and watch them crumble to pieces.
I feel a huge empty hole...a hole that will never be replaced? An emptiness of half my soul missing.
It hurts..it really hurts.
...but at a certain point, you choose to continue tomorrow or not.
-chris
We went through some very rough times together, we spent many many days with each other and it seemed as if everything was just fine for the past year(or somewhere round there)..We hit a few bumpy spots in the relationship that sent us apart, but we were back together a week later. I loved that girl with everything I could give...I still do? As I write this, I want to cry..I stand strong and hold it back so no others will see my pain. I hold it back so no one sees a weakness in me. I suppose I'm a bad guy for wondering what my girl was doing at someone's house at 4am in the morning when her own mother didn't worry too much about it..I guess I'm the bad one that would work each day and come home to see my fiance. Each day I had off from work, 2 days a week..I would spend those with her. I spent night at her house 2 days a week...
I even lost contact with my friends because I was so in to being with her. She loved my accompany, I loved hers. It seemed as if we were made for each other....
...
....
Then things started...
...again
I seen some text messages from a guy...those texts were asking her if she had been attracted to him..to come over...if it was okay to flirt with her...and the one you could say really flew me over the edge of earth.."i have like some hickies on my boobs".
When confronted, all was denied, like previous times. Who was I so expect an upfront answer? Who was I to get the truth? ...and...who am I to try...to try again to see tomorrow?
As each day passes, It gets harder and harder...I had it fine the first day...but when memories hit me...All was lost. Seems everything I do..we had a memory.
What does a man do when he can push no further? What does a man do to continue his fate till tomorrow? ...What does a man do when half his soul was ripped out and thrown into a garbage can and sealed off?
You will always know when your IN love..cause when it comes crashing down..you want to crash and burn with it.
I sit here and stare at pictures you once gave me...ones we took, memories we had...memories we would have had..and just sit here....and watch them crumble to pieces.
I feel a huge empty hole...a hole that will never be replaced? An emptiness of half my soul missing.
It hurts..it really hurts.
...but at a certain point, you choose to continue tomorrow or not.
-chris







