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Sunday, August 23, 2009

♥ UNTRAPMENT

I've learned so many things
from the experiences we've been through
but the hardest lesson, yet, to learn
is how to "unlove" you

I've learned not to fall so hard-
not to fall in love so fast
because, as quickly as it comes into your life,
it can quickly become your past

I've learned not to trust- so much,
to read between the lines
because, if I had known what I now know
I would have known you were never mine

I've learned not to be so open
not to wear my feelings on my face
because, they can be used against you
like they were.. in my case

I've learned to be more honest
to express how I feel
because, you never knew how I felt
because, I kept my feelings sealed

I've learned not to be so accepting
to put someone else before me
because, when I did this for you
you never fulfilled my needs

I've learned it is not always best
to give out a second chance
because when I did this for you
you took me for granted

I've learned not to be so nice
not to be so believing
because you forsook my love
and mistook my kindness for weakness

I've learned NOT to believe
that absence makes the heart grow fonder
because when I tried to give you your space
it made your heart wander

I've learned NOT to be so forgiving
and to try to make things work
because when I did this for you
I only got myself hurt

I've learned so many things
from the experiences we've been through
but the hardest lesson, yet, to learn
is how to "unlove" you

1 comments:

Dean said...

Chin up, my friend.
For there are greater things
to be down about.
And many more
to be up about.
Love isn't easy,
so forget the past

and love yourself.

It's as easy
as tying your shoes.
One lace over the other,
walk into a new day.
A day when you are happy
for yourself.
A day when you are good enough,
and you don't need anyone
to tell you what to be
or how to live.

Dry your tears,
because love
is all around you
just open your eyes
and you will see
what it means
to be loved;
To be in love.

I'm here to tell you
that you aren't alone
and that your heart
is not
incomplete.
Breath in the air around you
absorb the happiness,
from the sponge of life.

Fill the holes with the
caulking,
the duct tape,
that you will find in
your garage.
Mend your heart
with stitches
and find a new lover
before regret
sews your veins together.
Your life is not over.
Live for tomorrow.