The end of "Ironic"

by Katryna   Jan 26, 2005


Yeah, it is ironic, there’s no denying that. There never was. How come there be? You……….the one person who can complete me, and fill me with every emotion in the world with just a smile, a touch, a word. You’re the only thing I ever really had to hold on to. Unconditional love. That’s what I thought we had. That’s what you thought too. We agreed, we were meant for each other. We were PLACED together by a greater power in our biggest times of need. You were my way out of all the things going on around me. And a way past the flaming pits of hell that God kept placing in front of me. You where the one who would talk to me and console me until my last tear fell. You where always there to act as my wings when I would stumble onto one of those pits. You helped me. You where there for me in everyway, like no one else could be. Not even my mom, who I love with all my heart could understand the way things were for me at times. You always did though. You would tell me that you loved me, and that I deserved better then what I had been given. You knew about the way some guys were with me. And instead of warning me about how careful I should’ve been or what I did wrong, like everyone else would, you just told me you loved me and that you would never do that do me, that I was the most important thing in the world to you. You had me in love with you since I was in the 5th grade. Now, 5 years later, none of that has changed. None, except the fact that your not here anymore. You left me, when I was in 7th grade. Some people say it was never love, just something that I thought up. But, almost everyone that has ever met me will say that, in a way, I’m wise beyond my years. I knew I was in love. And I am STILL in love. NOTHING and NO ONE can ever change that. I guess that in a way, it wasn’t ironic at all. Just weird, the one thing that brings me happiness and joy beyond my wildest dreams, simply becoming the one thing that brings be to my knees in just a thought. Weird, not ironic, I get it now.

~~Your first love is your first love until the day you die. And Josh, you will always be my first love. And you will always have your own place in my heart, your own memories constantly on my mind and your own part of me, until the day I die and long after that. ~~

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  • 19 years ago

    by Bizarre

    Perfect, couldn't have done any better!