somewhere along the way she forgot me. I was her rock...but with time the elements of life wore me down and she didn't notice that I turned into a grain of sand. Placed amongst a million grains...left forgotten on a beach. I am broken and alone...she moved on so long ago. Now I hear wonderful stories of her. How she met an oil rig engineer and its going beautifully. Her friend brought someone with her on our last date...apparently because to her it was "friend" time. I am never a love interest any more...only the friend. Of course she has her old roommates stories of me to deter her...and hearing the "oh you and she used to fuck" breaks me in two. No I used to attach my soul to her and meld my body with hers...it wasn't pornography...but now that is what it has been reduced to. A carnal act of meaningless penetration. Great...that was what my heart was worth. So here I am...with insomnia...crying over the past. She meant so much...I meant nothing...story of my life.
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