Wednesday, September 22, 2010

The demise of love

It’s all psychological; it is only felt when you are left alone with your thoughts. When not a soul is around to interfere with you and yourself; the second you sit knowing you accomplished everything that needed to be done for the day. Evaluating situations around you and noticing that things haven’t been going your way- fighting yourself over things and feelings that you can’t possibly change. Not wanting to let go or walk away but wanting to loosen your grip and take that one step back. Tears flowing down your cheeks, leaving you frustrated that it’s dripping on your neck bone and eventually hitting your shirt. So what are you left to do now? You know it all bothers you now but tomorrow you will forget all about how you are feeling at this very moment- it’s like the monster under the bed that only comes out at night, but during the day it is nowhere to be found and you are brave enough to look for it.

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