Please, don’t miss me.

I miss parts of you too. But I don’t miss us. WE, were not good together. You’re a bully and I’ve been a door-mat.

I have an implant in my face, because of us.

I have moments where it would be easy to give into your missing me, but I am OK being alone. I don’t need another person to make me whole in the ways I need to be whole. I need to be whole though, before I can let another person in to my life in an intimate way.

Please, don’t miss me. It “aint” gonna happen for us, we already had our chance and we blew it.

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About iwentcrazy

I am very, very, very average. And very, very, very lucky.

Posted on April 29, 2013, in Relationships and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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