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| i didn't write it, i seen it on some girls myspace. but i can relate to it.
Here's
to all those girls who used to be his number one. The ones who waited
all night for him to call, only to check the caller ID the next morning
and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up,
dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him
walk back in it months later LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED.Those of you
who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly
where this phone call was going.The ones who listened to him say, I
only want to be your friend, one day, and the next, listened to him say
how much he loves and misses you.
We deserve something, and this is our tribute.
Here's to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he
was different, hoping that maybe people really do change.We listened to
our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving
him another chance, caught shit from our parents,and even snuck around
to see him for a while. We went through the great stage with no fights
all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends,
and ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in
the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though
things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And
when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming. This is for us.
Here's to the ones who believed what he said, sat around all over again
waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours,or a few
days.Here's for the tears cried and dried all over again. We wanted so
desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn't possibly
call us at that moment, or even that he fell asleep early.
We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we WANTED to believe
we had found the one for us. We learned to settle for someone who
didn't treat us the way we should be treated. Here's for the ones who
did their hair and make up and put on their prettiest earrings, only to
hear him say that he couldn't see us today or when they did see
eachother he did not even notice the effort you put in getting ready to
go out with him. The ones who never believed it when people told us
there might be someone else... that he was sneaking around with his so
called "friends". We just couldn't believe that he could do this to
us... again.
This is for those great girls, who loved him more than words can say,
and took him back no matter what happened last time because they
couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day and wonder "what if".
This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to
begin with. Here's to the girls who couldn't cry to their friends
because of how stupid they felt.The ones who held it all in when things
came crumbling to pieces again. This is for the ones who couldn't bear
to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an "I told you
so" or for fear of their dad saying, " I told you from the beginning..I
knew he was sneaky" The ones that could just tell that they had made a
mistake ever allowing him into their hearts, their beds, and their
dreams again.
We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy
who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us
whenever he got the chance, one that would really care about us.We just
wanted the one that we loved like that.
Here's for the ones that
F I N A L L Y
realized that he never gave a shit about them.
Here's for the time that he broke your heart again. This is for those
days spent trying to hold back the tears, and the tears that turned
into anger, then disappointment. Here's for us girls who finally
realized that we deserve better.. This is for those confusing days
,when you miss him, and want NOTHING MORE than to hear his voice, feel
his arms around your waist.
Stay strong, and remember that
relationships are like broken glass,
sometimes it's better to leave it alone
rather than try to put the pieces
back together and get hurt.
Remember the times you cried, and how long it took you to even be able
to look at another guy like that.When "your song" comes on the radio,
turn the station. When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he
made and tries calling, turn your phone off. When he tries coming to
your house, don't answer the door.Think of the broken promises, and the
lies, the manipulation and the tears, the wasted moments and staying up
all night wondering where the hell he was. Think of how your heart used
to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night, and
how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him, and realized
that once again, he hadn't called when he said he was going to.
One day, you'll find a guy who's worth all the tears, but he won't make
you cry. You may think that you'll never care about someone like you
did about that guy that you always ran back to, but you will. It's
gonna hurt like hell, and it's going to need time to heal, but the
point is, it will heal. This is for those girls, who fell back in love
with their ex, only to get hurt all over again. | | |
| life is good. i'm finally gettin ahead & its the best feeling in the world.
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| lately i've been realizing that there are so many things that i used to take for granted. especially with him. all the things he'd do for me, say to me...i took em for granted, figured that was the only way it was gonna be, never imagined things would become so different. lately things have been better, but still kinda of sucky. i don't know how much more of the indecisiveness i can take. i just want everything to go back to the way it was...now i feel like i have to beg for his attention. but i'm not doing that anymore, not even gonna bother with him unless he comes to me first. its like i'm throwing myself at him, giving him my all, and he can't even recognize that i'm draining every ounce of energy i have into loving him. he used to complain that i was unemotional, now all of a sudden i have too many emotions. you never know what you got till its gone. i just wish things weren't so complicated.
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