All I ever wanted to do was make you happy...
I just didn't know it would be as easy as simply going our separate ways...
You know, I really used to like you a lot...
And admit it, for awhile, you thought I was hot...
But that was yesterday. And, now, it's today. Now, which direction do I go for tomorrow?
Shall I chase down all those whom I rejected yesterday...
Do I want to stay here, try to repair my life...
Or should I just crawl into my ride and drive far, far away...
You're talking to old and new people...
I am too, I won't lie...
What will you do when you see me...
What will I do when I see you...
Probably nothing for now...
Don't believe for a second that I believed you're the only girl I think I could've loved...
But don't believe for a second that I wouldn't have given my world to you if I was given the opportunity...
I'm just telling you, I hope you meant every word you said...
Because someday...maybe sooner...maybe later...you're gonna see the happiest girl in the world...sitting next to me...
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That was a drunken poem/rant about shit...not exactly sure what exactly I was trying to say, just kept typing...
To be honest with you, I think I've learned more about love from being by myself than I have from actually being with my past loves. But I guess when you have this much time between relationships, there's plenty of spare time to evaluate shit...
All anyone does on this website is reminisce/bitch about past relationships, so here I go...
The first time I was in love, it really could've lasted forever if I had just let it run its course, you know...I had a perfectly wonderful and loyal girl
A year passed and things started to get a little committed...and of course, being young and stupid, I got scared, I mean, really scared...
I don't know, everything seemed so perfect for being my first try around...it was unreal...so I got out, after a long delay...not because I didn't want to be with her...but rather because...because...
I don't really know why, I guess I just got selfish...just becoming overcome with my fears, of, well, whatever I was afraid of and not even paying any attention to her feelings...
If I could go back in time, I'd ask her to marry me on the spot...but you can't go back in time...
I chose a horrible way to break up and destroyed her for a long, long, probably unforgivable time...
I was single for a while and then met someone who I thought was the girl of my dreams, who made her first impression by making out with my best friend. One night, I accidentally called her while on the way to a friend's house and we talked for about 3 hours. Needless to say, I never went to my friends house that night.
After hanging out with her family and dating for a few months, we eventually got together. And, man, was I in love. I was crazy in love. And I knew in that time, I fucked up in the past, and that I wasn't going to do the same thing again. It was too lonely on the outside to fuck it up again.
So I put all my eggs in one basket, and she did too.
We took daylong trips together. Made up pet names for each other. Hell, we even scrapbooked all our memories...
Well, one day, she called me from four hours away to let me know that she was done with me.
I couldn't believe what she was telling me over the phone. I hid under the covers and probably skipped a week of class. I must've called her every day, either to get her voicemail or hear a different guy answering every night and telling me to fuck off.
I consider myself a pretty strong person, but I cried for weeks at a time, and watched my soul die a little more as each day passed.
I filled the hole in my heart with sex, drugs and alcohol and cigarrettes...
For awhile, everything was just a spinning blur and I just wanted it all to end.
It went like that, for, I don't know, like a whole summer, where I just lived in solitude, digging myself deeper and deeper in a hole...
It took a little while, but I found a good girl. We established a physical connection early, but I knew that I could see myself being with her. Just when things started to get real good, I got a phone call from the girl who just dumped me.
Of course, what I did was make the mistake of leaving her under the impression that I still loved her the exact same way that I did before.
Don't get me wrong, I still had feelings for her, even after all she put me through. But you can't get rid of somebody for no reason and then decide to call back months later and expect the same product you had before.
I never made an official decision, but I basically got back together with my ex. I tried to be as happy with her as I was before, but it just wasn't working out the same way. I still felt jaded from what she did to me and I also had feelings for somebody else at the same time.
I tried to make it work, I really did. But things just didn't feel the same, you know...that genuine feeling when two people still completely have each other's trust.
Again, I dragged the breakup on forever, but knew it was inevitable because I just knew that the other girl was the right choice for me.
Eventually my ex got tired of my games and constant argumentative behavior and broke up with me...again. She got engaged a few weeks later. But that didn't bother me, I was going to go after the girl I really wanted.
As soon as my pursuit began, it basically ended. She went away for the summer. And again, I was by myself for another cruel summer. I tried calling her, texting her and writing her. I was ready to let go, because we never really were anything but friends with benefits. But every once in a while, she'd call and let me know that she missed me. Almost like a tease. So I hung on to her. Something I probably shouldn't have done.
When she came back, for some reason, we weren't on the same level. I could tell right away, but I wanted to wait it out, be friends for awhile and see how she'd feel about me.
I understood the situation and I was cool whether she wanted to be just friends or maybe something more with me. After awhile, I accepted the fact that we'd probably just be friends. But she was sooo hard to read. Sooooooo hard to read.
One evening, she called me to tell me goodnight before I went to sleep and we ended up talking for a long time. Eventually, she opened up to me and told me that she could herself with me someday. Again, soooooooo hard to read. So I stuck it out for a long time, hoping and praying for just one kiss.
As it turns out, she wasn't interested in me like that anymore. I was hurt for awhile, but wasn't destroyed. I wasn't in love with her, but I definitely thought I could've been. I still think very highly of her, but barring a potentially overcomplex set of circumstances, I think we will just be friends. I took my time and invested it somewhere it shouldn't have been invested. In turn, I got what I deserved.
Lately, I've just been chilling. You know, hanging out with friends and enjoying life.
For the most part, it's been great and I've been happy with myself and the direction that I've been going in.
I know I'm still young, but if I'm alone for the rest of my life, I'm ready to accept that. It would probably be lonely as shit, but I've handled it for this long, whats another 40-50 years? I've had my chances and I blew them, simple as that, so the only person to blame is myself.
I wouldn't mind falling in love just one more time, but don't get me wrong, I'm not desperate or anything and I don't fall in love easily, I've been through waaayy too much to be that naive.
It's gonna have to be the perfect girl, one that I'd put everything on the line for.
Prolly not gonna happen, but that's cool, I've discovered that another person can enhance happiness, not necessarily create it.
The point of this whole thing is that you make yourself happy. You can't depend on somebody else to just come along and all of a sudden make you happy, you've gotta do that yourself.
If you've find someone that makes your situation even better than it already was, congratulations. But if you're without a significant other, just relax and learn to be happy.
If you're meant to be with somebody, it'll happen eventually. |