Every time I think of her<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I hate how sad and small I am<\/p>\n\n\n\n
dreaming of someone that walked away<\/p>\n\n\n\n
when I needed them most<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Missing her hurts that mucb more<\/p>\n\n\n\n
when I remember what she did<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and have to stop and ask myself<\/p>\n\n\n\n
why I\u2019d ever want someone<\/p>\n\n\n\n
so eager to disappear<\/p>\n\n\n\n
back in a position where<\/p>\n\n\n\n
she\u2019d probably walk away again?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was at my worst, of course,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
but she couldn\u2019t handle that so well<\/p>\n\n\n\n
so what makes any part of me<\/p>\n\n\n\n
think she\u2019s worth the time and effort<\/p>\n\n\n\n
to be a part of my life<\/p>\n\n\n\n
in any way, shape, or form?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But emotions aren\u2019t always logical<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and they\u2019re not always right<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They\u2019re just there to be dealt with<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and right now I have to deal with<\/p>\n\n\n\n
a hole in my life<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and a void in my heart<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and memories that hurt<\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"