What are you looking for?
Featured Topics
Select a topic to start reading.
We still could have been that. Friends. Even after everything that happened. I would have asked you to come with me tomorrow to the place we met, to scatter my brother's ashes under the wishing tree.
Maybe we could have gone to a Halloween party. Had a bonfire. Talked and drank and laughed like I know we can. But you didn't want that, I guess. To be friends, to be more than friends, to be anything to each other but memories.
Honestly, I've been having to convince myself to get over it, to be happy, to not feel ashamed of some of the things that happened, to remember that at least I tried. I tried and told you I loved you. It hasn't changed. I do love you. But I'm also disappointed and sad and maybe a little angry. I am worth so much more than how you treated me. I know that and eventually I won't think about how it all just scattered in the wind like dandelion seeds. Eventually, I won't think much on this at all. Eventually.
And that thought both relieves me and breaks my heart.
If you see a comment that is unsupportive or unfriendly, please report it using the flag button.
More Posts
-
My Unsent Letter
To my ex, It has been 5 years since we last were together and I haven't really seen you or spoken to you face to face since then. A lot has happened and I'm...
-
Why do I do this every time?
Long story short...I met the most amazing man! He was everything I wanted and needed. Only problem was that he enjoyed his beer.... a little too much. Things sp...