Monday, March 29, 2010

When It Ends

i know there's little use in crying
its more wide awake and dying
than i'm used to.
i thought we'd walk these streets together
and now i'm hoping that i'll never have to meet you
step aside from all this anger
and somewhere in between i can feel you
ask me should we try again i'm thinking
oh no, its not what i believe in
its not what i believe in.

~Ghost of You,
H. Day



i don't know why i keep doing thiS. i know i'm the one who decided to call it quits after the umpteenth time.

we've hurt each other so many times over the 3 years we were togetheR. i made my resolve to end it.

yet he is still herE. in my bed.

4 comments:

joelmcvie said...

If he's still in your bed even if he's physically not there, then you really, really have a problem.

You may need emotional or spiritual exorcism, or both. =)

Advent Child said...

@mcvie:
the ghost part was more a reverse metaphor for him. he was here. physically. yet all i see is an outline of what used to be. what i want to remain is the memories. i want him to just let me be.
if exorcism works on a flesh and blood "ghost" then yeah i agree. ;)

Baklang Maton in the Suburbs said...

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Advent Child said...

hi BMITS! wow, thanks! hugs back.