May 30th, 2009

Of all the stupid things to do in your life, you chose to do this. You chose the easy way out, instead of being a man and just saying what you feel. I don't think you are capable of that anymore, and it seems that I should've known this all along. You've proved me wrong yet again. Congratulations, you are the billionth person to let me down.

May 28th, 2009

You convince me that you know about what you speak of, that you are the angel sitting to my right, telling me to stop this. But I can't help but doubt your choice of words. Our communications are bound just as tight; where is this source of information that you receive these feelings from? Although I put my complete trust in you, neither of us know the full story until we read the complete novel. Let me mess up this time so that when I reach the part of the book that doesn't mean my standards, I can suffer by my own doings, not yours.

May 27th, 2009

When you're friends with someone who is the exact opposite of you personality-wise, what do you do? It's not a simple task, working with forces that are just built to be against you. Like the opposing winds of a hurricane, can we find a simple fix to this or end up just causing our own destruction? In a situation similar to this, the initial reaction would be to just move on, find other friends. But when that person is just too infallible to lose your grip on, do you fix yourself? Are you the problem?

May 26th, 2009

These are the times that I wish I could talk to you on a regular basis, let you know the right and wrong things to do. Carry me upon your shoulder and I'll whisper in your ear about this monstrosity of a person that continues to weigh you down. My heart says to let you go, that you know your limits, but there is no way for me to be completely sure of this. Since I cannot do this for you, I'll just have to sit back and wait as your future changes with every word you say to her and hope the syllables that escape your lips are the right ones.

May 25th, 2009

A walking contradiction, that's exactly the phrase to call you by. It is something that rings a bell not only to me but the others I coexist with. When discussing your less than appropriate or healthy behaviors standing alongside your sweet disposition, it is easy to mistake you for two individual people with completely different personalities. Which is the one I should judge you by? Or should I just wait and see how awesome you can truly be?

May 24th, 2009

Rhetorical questions pop up in my head with no one but myself to answer, even though I know I do not have the aptitude to do so. It's the reason they appear there in the first place--to linger where they don't belong and nag at my brain, waiting for an answer, but nothing comes. I write them down here in an effort to locate the reasoning as I go, but with no luck. Will anyone ever be there to answer my questions?

May 23rd, 2009

I feel so sick. My insides want to fall apart, my heart wants to split in two. Is this your fault? Or mine? I can't stop you from this. No one ever stopped me. It's like a battle that only I am fighting because you have nothing to lose. I can lose everything at this point, a limit created only by me.