9/11/19 11:54pm
decisions
regret
passiveness
aggression
so many things on my mind. its a decision. one right after another. I'm trying to remake my life with one foot in the past. immovable in the cement of memories. hope lays heavy on my mind, while self centered anger crashes hard against it. I'm not sure if the decisions i have made to keep you in my life will hurt me more in the end. will i respect myself for forgiving you? for giving you hope of a future? to hold onto you, even if its at a distance. I'm not really sure what the answers are. i don't think ill ever know for sure. all i can do is wait and see what will happen. i have to ask myself questions. will i love you again? is this what i want? are you supposed to be my forever? is that what i want with you? is that all there is? or ever be? its harsh and cruel. so far removed from the person i have ever been. do i love you? i think i fell out of love so long ago. i wasn't happy. i was hurting and becoming a mere shadow of myself. though dark and with much contrast. is that fixable? will you change? can we change to be the person people need us to be? will it be worth all the effort? or in the end will it leave us resentful for all the work we put in just to never make it to the starting line. I'm not sure I'm an option. i don't know if i will be. I'm never one to make a decision with knowing the consequences. but i have with you.i hope you work on yourself and get better. deal with things better, less anger more understanding. thats all i ever wanted but I'm not sure ill want it again. and i hate that for you. please don't do it for me. i don't want to string you along and ruin all of the work. i don't want to be that person.Â
at one point, it was all i dreamed of. a future. i pictured it often. kids. home. you in bed with me every night and morning. seeing you off to work. sitting at the dining table, studying while you put the kids down for bed. reading bedtime stories and your daughter on my lap as we watch television. these simple moments of pure bliss and happiness. eyes shining with love. soft kisses before running out the door. these are moments i never shared with you, verbally or tangibly. i kept them in my mind. i didnt share a lot of what i was thinking and feeling. i knew it wouldn't help or maybe thought it would help more to stay quiet. in hopes that there would be a slight change in the dance we shared. these are the disappointments i have.Â
there is still anger in my heart. a broken heart. that will forever be marred by the mistakes you made. maybe i should have left sooner. i really don't know where i am at anymore.Â
kryptonite is what you called us. for me. for you. its so easy to fall back to where we were but the girl inside me shakes her head every time i get too close. she reminds me of the pain and the plans i have for my future. i will take this time to better myself. to pick up the pieces i let drift away when i moved back home. i need to do this. i am worth that time and effort. i deserve to be happy and free. freedom. what an odd sensation to feel. but i guess that is what happens when you lock up pieces of yourself to make someone else happy. you deal with so much that you panic when the slightest thing goes wrong. never again will i lose myself in a relationship. it will never be like that again.











