《He Never Loved Me (#Wattys2019)》The Last Goodbye
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"But it is finally time. I knew someday this day would come but I dread the fact it finally did. I have to say goodbye to the only person that I felt cared, to the only person that I felt happy with. How am I supposed to just do it without feeling like I've lost a part of me? All those times were we would just talk and laugh and do normal things normal people would do."
"When I had forgotten how to live, you were the one who showed me the way. When I felt like the world was falling apart around me, you made me feel as though it wasn't so bad. When I felt like nothing could make me feel better, you somehow managed to put even the slightest of smile on my face."
"The guilt is ice in my guts. It could be a million degrees out and I'd still be frozen on the inside. I can't melt it on my own, I can't shift it at all. I need you to bring your warmth, to show me that I can be better, that I can still be your hero. I wanted to be perfect so much, even as a little kid, and it kills me that I wasn't. I wanted to follow Gods way from my earliest memories and I still strayed. So though it's hard to move past my mistakes, I own them, hold them as my own."
"I see you now. I do. I see the pain I put in those eyes. It has sat there for our life time, trapped in the confusion you will now always carry. But I also see the love, love you would still give were it not for the scars. It's still there Luv, and one day I promise you will come back. I'm not perfect, yet I love you, and I know what love means now. Give me a chance to find my feet, to stop my own head from spinning and I'll prove it. There is so much of your life that is a hell for your soul, and you stay there from strength rather than weakness I know."
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"I see those gravity-drawn shoulders painting a picture of your heart, as if neither it nor your soul would welcome a beat. I see in your eyes that your brain has built some new walls with you so lonely on the other side. If you'll give me a chance we can take them down brick by brick and start to feel together what it means to be a real lover. Let me join you in that pain, walk with you, feel the same torture I know you bare. And one day I'll find just the right way to bring you home, Broken_Orbit."
"I wish I could go back to when I first met you so I could do it all over again and and punch the old me in the face for hurting you. I can't help but feel so isolated and companion-less. I have this feeling in my chest where it just feels empty, like a black hole, pitch black and barren. I'm lost and the only way for me to be found again is if I could caress your lips with mine one last time. The pain I carry in my chest is inexplicable. Seeing you get away from me hurts a lot. I need you Broken_Orbit, because without you I'm a nobody. Give me another chance."
I laugh, "You act as if you finally care for my feelings. Where was this when you continued to sleep with other girls? Nothing you say could ever make me feel better. Knowing that I gave my all to someone and still came out second. Knowing that I trusted you, and you broke that trust. Knowing that I had it all at the palm of my hand, and lost it to someone who didn't even carry the same love that I did for you. . Will always hurt. You put this girl first. . . I was a drug addict dying from an overdose still trying to get more of the drug. . . And the sad part? Even if I died, if I let you kill me, I would still make an apology for you to use; For what?"
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"You walk around as if in someway I'm suppose to owe you my love; When did you last cry because I was hurt, or come running because you thought I needed help? When did you last listen to my favorite song and sway to the rhythm? When did you last look at me as if I were amazing and dwell with me, hug me, as if it was so sweet you wished you could stay with me forever."
"When did you last show me the yearnings of your soul, the raw, vulnerable and beautiful you? Instead you stare at nothing, interact with the meaningless as if it were your holy grail and dismiss anything of importance I have to say - you're killing us both. You needed to learn to hold onto me with fire and passion, but now we both lose, that's the way it is. . ."
"I gave you my life and I never take back a gift, for in this life honesty and integrity mean so much. The word I gave you was my bond not because I feel chained but because I honor you and loved you more than everything that I am. So when you acted like it was nothing that I gave I was hurt in a way that cuts to the core of who I am. I feel emotionally bankrupt. There is nothing left to feel, nothing left to say, nothing left but the void that envelopes my mind in swirling blackness. So this is the last Goodbye."
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