Thursday, August 18, 2011

I am only happy when I am miserable

I could be anything you want me to be, but I chose to be everything you don't want, just so you would stop liking me and I wouldn't start liking you. I don't want a short-lived fling then to have my heart yanked out of my chest, bleeding relentlessly. I don't want to have my heart broken anymore. I don't want to ever have the day that someone, anyone would stop loving me because I know it would kill me. Not literally, but emotionally. Not instantly, but slowly and surely.

I just can't afford any of it anymore.

My heart's just beginning to start pumping again. It is still numb, but I know it's slowly recovering. I just can't let it be torn apart again.

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