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I truly miss you but I know I must move on. All the times we spent together still haunts me and feels like it will forever. All the things you said and the presents left with the memories of my past. I've already hidden that necklace you gave to me and I can't comprehend what that truly means. Am I ready to move on or just trying to make it seem that way? I wonder, do I have the guts to sell it? Give it away so that I will never see it again? If I can't do that than am I a chicken? Holding onto something that can never be... Is there a way for me to take all the things you gave me and give them away? What if I had to tell you one day that I no longer have them? Could I do it or would I fall apart? I still miss you even though I know I have to live the rest of my life without you. Sometimes I wish I could just tell you how much you mean to me and everything you did. The good things that you've changed because I'm a better person now. But your just the type of guy that would laugh and say how pathetic I am. Remember the goodbyes will always bring tears to my eyes 'cause I know we can never be and that I loved you more than anything. Yet, I don't believe you ever loved me...
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This Pain
Tears roll down my face,
As I cut myself,
To release the pain.
It hurts so much,
But feels so good.
The pain is draining from me,
In drops of blood.
As I watch my pain leave from me,
I think,
"How can this be,
That I have so much pain
When I'm only merely 16?".
Then I remember the past that I've had,
Memories of yelling,
slamming doors,
all the awful scars.
I've cried too much,
I've hated so many,
That I don't think people will ever get me.
I come back from my world of thoughts
And realize that I've bled too much,
It's all over the counter,
It's becoming messy,
But I don't care.
I just want this pain out of me.
I'm
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No Pain
you see no mark upon my skin
you see no tear in my eye
you see no sign of pain
therefor I must not be in pain
I must not cry myself
to sleep at night
or wake up screaming
because of haunted dreams
I must not pull the blade
across my skin
and hope that one day
it drives in deeper
I must not fear the darkness
or shudder at the thought of silence
I must not hide myself from
life and prying eyes that
judge your worth as a person
upon the shine of your smile
you hear no gasp escape my mouth
you hear no horror tale from my past
you hear no words of pain
therefor I must not be in pain
I must not scream so loud it's silent
o
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The Cuts
On the wrist
On the neck
or anywhere on my own
im not comiting sucide
im not even attempting
its just the pain
Pain
adding up
building up
forming inside me
the ache of this unfit heart
broken
given
smashed
freed
and the torture
cuts adding, mulitiplying even
to inflict physical pain
to release emotional pain
The blood dribbles off
flowing carelessly on my clothes
or in the air
or on the floor drying away
a stain
of my pain
it scars up
but the pain
inside of me
crawls around
never wanting to go away
some part of me begs it to leave
some part of me pleads it to stay
But the cuts...
...my cuts......
will stay wi
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I've kept all the stuff my exes have given me. I think they're all precious memories of the past that I'd never want to erase, even if the memories were bad, they all helped me to learn and grow. I've even kept the paper cranes one made for me. I especially keep the engagement ring, though I never wear it. Partially because I had a boyfriend after that relationship ended and I don't think the new boyfriend would have liked to see me wearing it and then now because it just seems weird to wear an engagement ring from a previous relationship over a year ago, no matter how beautiful it is.
I don't wear the necklace or jacket anymore from my first boyfriend, mostly because the chain broke and I was never that interested in the jacket's logo. I only wanted the jacket because I knew my ex liked the band and I wanted it to remind me of him. I still wear the kitty collar he got me sometimes because I love it to death. I just took the tag off because the inscription on it no longer applies.
There's no reason not to cherish the good memories just because the ending was bad. And there's no reason to waste/get rid of something you love just because the guy turned out to not be what you thought in the end. And who knows. Maybe the things he gave you give you a bad taste in your mouth now, but eventually that feeling could fade. And then you'll just be left with a beautiful gift.
I don't wear the necklace or jacket anymore from my first boyfriend, mostly because the chain broke and I was never that interested in the jacket's logo. I only wanted the jacket because I knew my ex liked the band and I wanted it to remind me of him. I still wear the kitty collar he got me sometimes because I love it to death. I just took the tag off because the inscription on it no longer applies.
There's no reason not to cherish the good memories just because the ending was bad. And there's no reason to waste/get rid of something you love just because the guy turned out to not be what you thought in the end. And who knows. Maybe the things he gave you give you a bad taste in your mouth now, but eventually that feeling could fade. And then you'll just be left with a beautiful gift.