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When We Were Young, I Used To Dream
When we were young I used to dream.
Had thoughts of us and how fun discovering the world would be. I put you at the center of my life and forgot about me. It hurts now because what was once my reality is now a dream and I can’t turn back time to see what could’ve been.
Hard pill to swallow but it all explains why my heart now seems so shallow. I’m withdrawn of personality, declined of emotions. I see you happy while I’m left broken.
I hear people say “move on and continue with your life” but it’s difficult, I had dreams of you being my wife. Mother to my children. Your family my family, I was ready for those reunions.
Now your gone and I’m stuck like what the fuck am I doin.
No one said moving on would be this hard. I wish you had told me how I dropped the ball before you decided to call and drop the bomb. It’s no hard feelings but if I knew what I know now I wouldn’t have gotten involved.
That’s it
THAT’S ALL
You won’t get a text nor a call.
A promise to myself, Never again will I bend and never again will I fall. In the end you will see…
It’s your loss.
Had thoughts of us and how fun discovering the world would be. I put you at the center of my life and forgot about me. It hurts now because what was once my reality is now a dream and I can’t turn back time to see what could’ve been.
Hard pill to swallow but it all explains why my heart now seems so shallow. I’m withdrawn of personality, declined of emotions. I see you happy while I’m left broken.
I hear people say “move on and continue with your life” but it’s difficult, I had dreams of you being my wife. Mother to my children. Your family my family, I was ready for those reunions.
Now your gone and I’m stuck like what the fuck am I doin.
No one said moving on would be this hard. I wish you had told me how I dropped the ball before you decided to call and drop the bomb. It’s no hard feelings but if I knew what I know now I wouldn’t have gotten involved.
That’s it
THAT’S ALL
You won’t get a text nor a call.
A promise to myself, Never again will I bend and never again will I fall. In the end you will see…
It’s your loss.
Published 9th Oct 2021
Author's Note
Heartbreak and disappointment are topics that are easy for me to write about.
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20th Oct 2021 2:58pm
Heartbreak is horrible. The beautiful thing is there is some healing in writing. Maybe even closure. great writing.
1st Aug 2022 7:54pm
