trippin all over

maybe finally...

my eyes are opened to what he really is
tho its still stings, n bits of my heart still seem to be missing
its about damn time reallie
tt i stop loving him

all the empty promises n half truths,
all the silly hoping n caring
all the tears and reminisces
all the foolish tenacity and stubborness of believing he is somehow worth it
all that has been said and done

a year too long of holding on
a year too much of hurting constantly, quietly

posted by princess @ 10:20 PM