Sometimes the hurt becomes too much

I thought I would be done with this blog.

But I was wrong.

I’m wrong sometimes.

Tonight I just don’t know what this life is all about.

I’m sitting in a bar

Waiting for a man that will never come.

Ha!

What can I do?

I can swear on everything that’s means anything

I can shout it from the mountain tops

How much I love you

I’m on your side.

But i still am here alone

And it’s okay

I get used to the pain

I guess we all do

I want the best

But it doesn’t matter if I’m the only one who does.

I just breathe

And just allow it

Cause I can fight for love

And. Lose.

And it would just suck more

So I have to love the best parts of us

And hold that in my heart

And just go on

The best way I can.

Author: b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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