Not a Poem... A Journal Entry(Jan, 21,08)

by Evie   Mar 24, 2009


.:Between Now and Then::Between Us:.

maybe you trust my abilities to much, Perhaps thats why you ask so much of me. You know perfectly well that I can never analyze your words since I can barely tell the meaning behind them.

Most Likely, your playing with me. Youve always loved to mess with me, but then again I hurt you with each breath I take (even though I breath only for you).

At least we can admit its a love-hate thing. (You love to hate me while I hate to love you.)

But no Long is it just our problem, for you have her now. Thats why Im walking away. Because she has no reason to be hurt by our actions. Because she is an outsider who was forced into this ordeal.

To me, she means nothing. To you, she is everything. Like always, that is what leaves me with nothing. (Zero times any number, will always be zero.)

So go on, walk away. Thats the only merciful thing you could ever do for me. I only pushed you away so you could find your nirvana.

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