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feeling...different I hurt...who knows for how much longer...a week? a day? an hour? But now...the tears have dried. Yeah...it still hurts a little, but no more...right? No more. I could sit here and bitch and complain...but why? Why leave myself with a sense of bitterness? I did care...and honestly I'd be a liar if I said I still don't, but sometimes things just don't work out the way we all want them to. But that's ok. I'm putting on my brave face...my SMILE. (thank you Frances). THIS IS ME! I'm not gonna bitch...I'm not gonna cry, complain, whine, chase. Instead...I will accept. I will accept and move on...because that's what you want me to do, right? I don't want to harbor any harsh feelings...I don't want to blame or criticise...I just want to go on being happy, and you should too. Don't think of this as some insincere joke...I wish the best for you. I'm not sure how you feel...on the outside it appears you hate me. Why? I don't know...I won't question. I just want to set an ease within myself, and letting go of anger is how I do that. My dear, nobody's perfect...I hope you have a merry Christmas. ~Yours truly. ...maybe... |