I cant even start to count how many times youve made me cry. How many times Ive had to lie to myself that everything will be okay. I was wrong nothing will be okay. Ever. Do you know how many countless hours Ive waited for that one phone call when you say your sorry for all the lies and all the broken promises. But I guess promises were made to be broken right? For a while now I have tried to convince myself that it was your fault all this happened. But this little voice in the back of my head keeps saying its your fault everythings your fault your a screwup you mess everything up my life is sucky because of you youve ruined everything. Ive heard your voice repeating these words like a broken tape. But now, I have to reach deep inside all the anger and pain and tear out that little voice. Its time for me to realize that you were wrong. That you were the one who would make me feel like a queen one minute and the lowest of the low the next. It was a hard battle to try to delete all our pictures. All 110 of them.. I cried as I selected the pictures one by one and hit that little trash can in the bottom right corner. But I am content now, I can finally step back and take a breathe of reality. What we had was a stupid fantasy. Ive been told for weeks now to keep my head up because my tiara was going to fall. So its my time to walk with my head held high and show you that I am something and not a little piece of your sick twisted game. Im finally moving on. And I am happy with my self for doing that.
Posted on: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 05:36:40 +0000