There comes a time when you start to forget what you started doing, where you were headed to, when you agreed to get something done...
Does this make it easier to forget the wrongs done to you? Nope. The details maybe but not the feelings. I forget what i said, but not what you did.
Will spilling here help me to let go? I want to. I want to move on. I acknowledge what we have and what it won't become. I know that happiness for me involves more than what's offered. I want more for you. You deserve happiness as well, but you're the only one that can decide if you will obtain it.
So, knowing this, why is it we all hang on to it. It doesn't comfort. It doesn't.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
O to be forgotten...
There comes a time when you start to forget what you started doing, where you were headed to, when you agreed to get something done...
Does this make it easier to forget the wrongs done to you? Nope. The details maybe but not the feelings. I forget what i said, but not what you did.
Will spilling here help me to let go? I want to. I want to move on. I acknowledge what we have and what it won't become. I know that happiness for me involves more than what's offered. I want more for you. You deserve happiness as well, but you're the only one that can decide if you will obtain it.
So, knowing this, why is it we all hang on to it. It doesn't comfort. It doesn't.
Does this make it easier to forget the wrongs done to you? Nope. The details maybe but not the feelings. I forget what i said, but not what you did.
Will spilling here help me to let go? I want to. I want to move on. I acknowledge what we have and what it won't become. I know that happiness for me involves more than what's offered. I want more for you. You deserve happiness as well, but you're the only one that can decide if you will obtain it.
So, knowing this, why is it we all hang on to it. It doesn't comfort. It doesn't.
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