every time i get happy about someone or something
it bites me in the ass
so why even get excited?
i guess that’s something i need to figure out on my own.
every time i get happy about someone or something
it bites me in the ass
so why even get excited?
i guess that’s something i need to figure out on my own.
we were together
on and off
for awhile.
it’s been 10 years since that first night we went out
which was magical
and I spent 3 days with you
and you wanted me there
and I wanted to be there with you
and I loved the way that felt
and the way you were
but we change.
you were just as fucking crazy as me – if not more-
you let your past fucked up painful relationships dictate how much and how little you gave me.
and I loved you anyways.
hell you pulled a fucking gun on me while I was asleep on your birthday because you were drunk
and I knew that was bullshit and wrong but I loved you so I was willing to deal with your insane crazy bullshit
as long as you were willing to deal with mine.
but now we have grown apart.
you no longer want me
no longer love me
and you know what I’m okay with that.
I still have love for you
but I’m no longer in love with you
because you don’t care and you never will.
I look back at the time we were together and I am happy that I got to share that with you – even as crazy as it fucking was. even with how crazy you are – even with how hot and cold and confusing you made me feel. I have no regrets. because I loved you – and I did try to make it right again – but you didn’t want that with me anymore.
and now I don’t want that with you anymore.
so you don’t have to say that you’re never home and then when I ask why – you as secretive as you have always been – and still are- give me an obvious reply… and I don’t care that you’re with someone else.
I’m happy that you are – if you’re happy then I’m happy.
that’s all I wanted you to be was happy – even if it’s not with me.
I’m getting married tomorrow. –
going to the courthouse first because we can’t wait any longer.
and our wedding ceremony and reception will be at the end of May.
so no hard feelings – you weren’t strong enough to deal with anything more – especially me – anyway. ha but I was strong enough to deal with you.
that’s funny
I guess that’s why I found someone who is strong – doesn’t run away- doesn’t play games- and wants to deal with me ( which makes me so much easier to deal with) and I want to deal with him and everything he throws my way- because it’s not the toxic – angry- half here- mostly there -somewhere else with someone else- confusing hot and cold -abusive avoidant “relationship” (if you could even call it that- when you were never fully in) that we had.
he doesn’t blame me for everything – because he’s man enough to see himself -good and not-so-good, and he works on himself (and I work on myself ) so that we work better together.
it’s easy. when two people really want to be together – they do whatever it takes to make it work.
you were special to me – so I’ve always checked in on you because I don’t stop caring about someone I loved as much as I once loved you…
but I don’t care if you are with someone who makes you happy.
I really want that for you
– just don’t take it for granted – and don’t just give up and run away – the second something goes wrong.
you don’t give up on love –
love is worth it
even if you get hurt
you learn
you heal
you grow
and you love again
some people never have that
I wish you the most wonderful life L.F.M.
thank you and goodbye
you keep doing you
whatever it is you do
i am letting go
of trying
being loved by you
will never happen
and me trying
to make you see
the best side of me
is exhausting
and i’m spent
it’s a waste of time
giving love to someone
who never wanted it from me anyway
and who doesn’t love me
and who will never love me back.
he never really saw me anyways
he didn’t care to
he only needed some validation
because hurt people hurt people.
and i happened to get tangled up in his mess
because he didn’t think about my feelings
he only thought about making himself feel better
and once he knew he could be wanted by someone (me)
he felt good enough to not need me anymore
i want a real man who’s a better person than you have ever shown me
i built you up
and all you did was knock me down
that is who you are
that is who you are
that is
WHO YOU ARE
i accept it now
but don’t expect any validation from me ever again.
sun shines
spring is coming soon.
again
it’s been 3 years
and i don’t feel a thing
like i should
like i could
take that thought
out of mind
don’t try to find
then we’ll be fine
some day
some day
or so they say
after this
will we miss?
I don’t know
how this will go
will we be fine???
again???
I don’t know
will we be fine…again?
were we ever fine?
I don’t know.
when we return
and the sun sets
and day is done
just like the body
of everyone
like the sun
will someday die
or maybe that
too is just a lie
but you and I
hopefully will be fine
and are not alone
and maybe forever alive
are we going to be fine?
with the files
with the piles
of all the wonder of whys
and all the cries
of everything
we once knew
as true
now we find
has been a bunch of lies
it’s time to ask
the question
what do we do?
what do we do?
what do we do?
we can’t turn back
it’s time to face the facts
it’s time to address
THIS FUCKING MESS
what a fucking mess
we are in
fuck.
it’s time to stand up
or just be less
and less
until we are none
the time to stand up
for what is right and
call out what’s fucking wrong
the time to do right
has now begun
for anyone and everyone
who knows
how wrong the world has been
who knows
the fuck of a mess
we are in
the time is NOW
to begin.
you can close your eyes and close your ears
but you can’t ignore your fears
and you can’t turn away
from other’s tears
it’s time to change the future years
if we want to go home
if we want to go home
if we want to go home
we need to stop and burn these mother fuckers now
it’s time to take back
what was stolen from us
long ago
all the things we did not know
no morals = they don’t give a flying fuck
about you or i
they only want to suck
the life out of us
to feed their greedy fucking ugly self
it’s time to take them off the shelf
and dispose of all their ugly shitty disgusting ways
and move along to better day
they only care about their own unkind.
don’t be so stupid
don’t act so blind
it’s time for a fucking change
we’ve been forced and complied to do it their way
THEIR WAY HASN’T WORKED
IT’S NEVER WORKED
IT’S TIME TO STOP
IF WE WANT TO GO HOME
THEIR WAY HAS NEVER WORKED
IT’S. TIME TO DO IT OUR WAY



He was careless with me, and it broke something—but it brought me here. I won’t apologize for the truth. Truth doesn’t hurt. Being treated like nothing does.
His carelessness showed me who he really was, and whatever I felt disappeared. What stayed was the embarrassment of ever wanting him. I mistook his treatment for a reflection of my worth. It wasn’t. It was his. I don’t want someone who treats people that way.
I don’t want him.
But…
If not for him, the night would not have opened to you.




I’m the next act waiting in the wings
I’m an animal trapped in your hot car
I am all the days that you choose to ignore
You are all I need
You’re all I need
I’m in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds
I am a moth who just wants to share your light
I’m just an insect trying to get out of the night
I only stick with you because there are no others
You are all I need
You’re all I need
I’m in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds
It’s all wrong, it’s all wrong, it’s all wrong
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
It’s all wrong, it’s alright
It’s alright, it’s alright
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Philip James Selway / Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood / Edward John O’brien / Thomas Edward Yorke / Colin Charles Greenwood
All I Need lyrics © Warner/chappell Music Ltd
sun shines
summer comes
again
it’s been 3 years
and i don’t feel a thing
like i should
like i could
take that thought
out of mind
and then we will all be fine
some day
some day
they say
after this
we will be fine
again
when we return
the sun sets
and day is done
like the body
of everyone
like the sun
will someday die
but you and i
and the moon
are never alone
are forever alive
going home
going home
we will know
when we get home

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