Forced independence

What? I don’t know.

These last few…whatevers have really brought some clarity to me.

On Saturday night,i was forced to become independent. The person that i depended on the most,that i told everything to,just disappeared. He pulled himself away from me. Uprooted;like an un-giving tree. I cried and fought through the emptiness of utter rejection. I spilled my love through those typed words that he didn’t care whatsoever for.

I don’t why i depended so much,or felt so much for him in those last few gullible,oblivious moments. But it is gone. I am more hollow,but more whole. I am shattered,but at peace.

I am awesome like that. (Suggested by “him”)

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Venting.

What is on my mind?
I miss you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I want to punch you in the face.
This…this whatever it is,is suffocating. I…I don’t know what to do. When i look at you,i want to be sad and just stare,letting all the memories fill me. Then you catch me staring and ask why and i say,
“Nothing.”
As if i wish you could really know.