Me, Myself, And I. by E.S. (romantic story to read txt) 📕

(this isn't as good as usual, but i had to put it in anyways)

You don’t know what you did to me,
i hate you more than anything,
it’s like a paradox,
an opposite.

You don’t know how i feel,
i love you more than anything,
it’s horrible,
i hate it.

You don’t know how mad i am,
you couldn’t have just got some courage?
Said no,
no hugs,
no holding hands,
no nothing,
well now
in your life I’m the new something?

Well,
I wish I could break up,
never want to make up,
but that would be to hard,
it would put my heart into shards.

I know you wish you hadn’t done it,
I mean it’s not like you knew I liked you too,
but you didn’t like her,
not anymore,
you lead her on,
look what you got from it.

You broke a perfectly good heart.
You ruined a perfectly good mind.
You drowned a perfectly good shine.

But,
you made my heart feel like something it has never felt before,
my mind if full of things that could make me melt,
unlike before,
my shine, has become brighter,
in a different way.

Sadly,
those things that can be forgiven,
are never forgotten,
and there’s nothing that can make that change.

You can’t tell me what to wear,
you can’t tell me who to like,
who to be,
who to see,
I’m just me.

I’m not like every body,
and I don’t care what any body thinks,
I get a little muddy,
my nails look a little cruddy,
I’m just me.

Can’t you see I like being weird,
not caring what people think,
their tastes change in a blink,
I’m just me.

Nobody seems to mind,
I’ll stay in the back round
my soft little shine,
that hardly burst out of the lights,
from every thing else,
people can’t tell,
I’m weird,
unusual,
strange,
different,
my mind isn’t the same,
my looks won’t change,
I don’t live in a game,
of who can wear the best dress,
be best at sports,
who can fit in,
I will retort,
I’m just me.

One thing you own,
known,
out-grown.

One thing you want,
could flaunt,
but not.

Safe,
sound,
where you stand your ground.

Exciting,
free,
everything you wanted it to be.

Only one can be on top,
so take a shot,
and leave one to rot.

Fires burnt out.
Embers long gone.

Where red, yellow, orange had once shone.
There is nothing,
But a box full of doubt.

Raindrops falling down my street.
it's music;the sound of the beat.

can't stop thinking,
the noise is too loud.
the music has changed,
now it's coming from a sad and sick rain cloud.
everything has turned dark,meek.
who knew the raindrops were falling down my cheek.

when you feeling down
don't run away,
the truth hurts,
but it's better then a sick play,
you can hide from the truth all you want,
but it will come back and taunt and haunt,
soon you'll find no place to hide,
face your fears,
and leave the monsters to die.

(for all those people who didn't get to say their final words to their family) 

Endlessly, 

miss me, but not alot, 

think of me, forget me not, 

love me, though I have been shot. 

Endlessly. 

(for the little dancer who lost her leg and brother in the boston bombing) 

Run away, 

within the deep blue sea,

so no one can see me, 

run away, 

through space and time, 

so I can go back and let his future shine, 

ran away, 

into the light, 

no one will sleep on this dark night. 

Publication Date: 06-22-2012

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