After I seemed to be doing better and moving on something happens to me that just stabs me right in the heart, creating new wounds... An old coworker I worked with sent a picture of my ex and told me they brought him along to the beach. This person that sent a picture of my ex told me he keeps crying over me and said that He wished the seagulls would take him away and bring him to me here in Louisiana. I know our friends mean well but I cut my ex off and stopped letting him in for a reason. As much as I want to think I have moved on and accepted my choice there are still moments when I ponder about us. My heart aches more than I ever imagined it would. This pain I feel constantly reminds me of him. But than I remember what the bible said about being unequally yoked with someone. I hate myself for letting someone like him in my life and for being a fool, giving him all of me... blindly...
Its like I saw the train coming while I was standing in the tracks but instead of moving I just stayed there and now I'm hurting. Last time I talked to him and he told me he would never recover from losing me and how he would do anything to have me back. As romantic as that seems I constantly remind myself why I am where I am now. I remind myself that he made me cry so many times and belittled me, how he made me feel not good enough. I remember the times i sacrificed so much for him and asked for so little in return but would be left empty handed and with my heart bleeding. No matter what I did I never seemed good enough and he never hid his gaze of looking at other options while I looked only at him and desired nothing more. Despite everything I cry and cry and I cry some more. Patiently waiting for the day the pain goes away.
Its like I saw the train coming while I was standing in the tracks but instead of moving I just stayed there and now I'm hurting. Last time I talked to him and he told me he would never recover from losing me and how he would do anything to have me back. As romantic as that seems I constantly remind myself why I am where I am now. I remind myself that he made me cry so many times and belittled me, how he made me feel not good enough. I remember the times i sacrificed so much for him and asked for so little in return but would be left empty handed and with my heart bleeding. No matter what I did I never seemed good enough and he never hid his gaze of looking at other options while I looked only at him and desired nothing more. Despite everything I cry and cry and I cry some more. Patiently waiting for the day the pain goes away.