I will eventually forget the sensation of your hands all over my body, I will forget the sounds you made throughout the night, I will forget the way you say my name, i will forget the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you dress, and the way you smell, I will forget the simplicity of the words I love you, and the sweet desire that longed for your presence. I will forget the beat of your heart, and I will forget the adrenaline rush you gave me. One day, I will forget you.
Letting go will be hard, but its better than being pathetic and begging for you back.
I have to learn to love myself, before I will ever be able to let someone else love me.
I just wake up loving you.
I sit here and remember every moment we ever spent together. The good, the bad, the better, and the worse. From the nights we didn’t come home till day light to the nights we laid in bed before dusk. The sweet sensation of your hands intertwined in mine, to the warmth of your body wrapped around me. Even the screaming and fighting, the sleepless nights where I had never felt so alone as I did as when I was laying next to you. From sitting on the side of the road for hours as you cried your heart out to me because I, and I’m the only one to blame, hurt you. Tore your heart out with my bare hands and crushed it. To where you had no feeling left. I remember every single incident that brought you from my grasp to miles and miles away. And aside from all the amazing times we spent together, the bad, was just too bad. I let it happen. I let my insecurities and my doubt take over. I had to leave before I was left. However in reality, you would have never left if I wouldnt have made you
He's not yours, its just your turn.
