Moving on, again.

There always comes a time when you know you have to move on. It’s when you get treated like shit, with no respects, and all the signs are pointing and flashing like a billboard telling you she’s just not into you. That time, unfortunately, has come. It’s hard. It hurts. Cause I kinda hoped something could have worked out. But I guess you found someone better. As for me, it’s time to run along, run alone. Sink into that deep abyss and never come out. Sigh. I feel like shit. F***

If Only…

I woke up this morning thinking of If Only’s …

If only I saw what was in your heart. I’m sorry I didn’t see the signs. :/

I should have had better instincts. I should have not moved on, instead I should have held on earlier.

All that’s left now is regret.

And you’ve moved on.

Sunsets.

 

There’s just something about sunsets that draws me in. It’s like an emotional attachment that births out from within my soul.

It’s really my escape from reality. Every now and then, I press a button to take my to a higher place. I lean against the wall, and watch the sun go down. Staring into space, not caring about anything in the world, because it’s there and then that I just dwell in the serenity of nature’s awesome power.

But I know it’s merely an interlude in a day. When’s it’s dark. I go back down, all the way, back into reality, the harsh reality.

Reality of brokenness and despair, where things don’t go my way, or aren’t meant to be.

I guess that’s just the way it is, Life. Right?

It may be easy for you, but it won’t be easy for me.

When the past comes haunting.

38 days ago, I posted something that at that point really seemed like the perfect stabbing to the heart of someone at that particular time, i really didn’t like. Which I obviously have come to realization concerning my absurdity. It may be too little too late to ask for forgiveness. I know you might read this. Do know that I have never once doubted your capability to be a great friend, even if  I did, it must be when I did not use common sense when talking to you. Of course after what I did/say to you, no one would blame you even if you didn’t forgive me. I don’t deserve it. Never will. The day you walked up and said “can we talk?” was the happiest i’ve been since, well, i think you know since when. But yea, when we hugged. My heart melted. i’ve missed you, I really do. I know that many things can be deleted, but there are some things that are forever etched in your mind, however I would like to ask for another chance that I may not erase, but rather replace it with new memories that won’t disappoint you. Please?

Love,

Levi Asher.