It was this foreground that it all went down. Where a sweet sweet dream turned into nightmare. How could I ever think that happy endings exist, why would I allow myself to succumb to such lies. Happy endings only exist in fairytales made up by adults to give some sort of “hope” to young children that life is a breeze. Bullshit. Yes i’m feeling very bitter. Do i not have the right to? I opened my ever so fragile heart and got excited only to be left all alone in the dark room with only the full bright moon light shining through with a bottle of whisky in one hand, and vodka in the other. All that’s left now is the feeling of love lost. It’s neither remorse nor unsatisfaction. I just wish you could see how much I really mean what I say, how much you actually mean to me. How much I hold on to the slightest of hope you let slip off your gentle lips. Though mostly that night might have been due to being under the influence. Yet all that doesn’t matter because we managed to escape from reality for a bit and it was fun while it lasted. But now that we’re back in reality, thats when the bittersweet epiphany hits home, and thats where my journey begins yet again, that journey of denial. Cause hunny, I ain’t letting you go. I’m staying, eventhough everyday we grow apart, what I feel for you, will never ever change.
I miss you already J.
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