Are you there? I don’t know. Where? I have held onto you, the concept of you, the sheer thought of finding you. Now I fear I have lost sleep over something that does not exist. I have been happy but the thought of you is lurking and you are perching and I’m pissed. I am independent and don’t need such thing as you to hold me down but I do or I may never come back to the ground. I am floating away and no one will ask me to stay. I’ve heard stories of you. The happy ones the sad heart wrenching and cold ones too. And with that, I am sorry but SCREW YOU! You have hurt the ones that don’t deserve it let them think they have been lucky enough to catch you but then you run away yelling “Ha, at you! Haha, you are such a fool.” How could you be so cruel?
I thought he was happy. He told me he would be kind. I thought we had both found you, felt you, but no. What a fool you let me be. What a fool I’ve been. Never again.
Sincerely a broken heart.
