February 2012
On My Mind
I said nothing when you asked me what was on my mind while you were holding my hand so tight. I wanted to say, “Your girlfriend’s face,” or, “I should go,” but then I just sat there, and embraced the fact that you were holding my hand.
The Tear-Causing?
I’ve cried more tears for you than I did when my ex broke up with me, and you and I were never even officially together. What makes you so special?
Hey, Stranger
I still have your copy of The Stranger. Which is fitting.
Halfversations
I still love you even if we can’t get through an entire conversation anymore. It isn’t that we have nothing to talk about, either. I think you’re just scared of getting close again.
Double Damn
We had a damn short relationship, but I loved every moment of it. You say you miss me and you don’t want to get back with me ‘cause you’re afraid you’re gonna hurt me, but damn, can you be selfish for once?
Crying And
Crying for losing us made me feel alive, the absurdity of it made me laugh, and then I cried, and laughed, and cried.
My Mind
Do you think of me often? Because a day doesn’t go by that you aren’t in my mind.
Really Thought
I never told you what I really thought about anything. I’m sorry. I was too afraid it would end us. And it did anyway.
Under Rock Bottom
Since you left, I’ve hit rock bottom. Well, maybe I put that too lightly. It’s more like there’s rock bottom, then 10 feet of bullshit, then me.
Lie, Eyes
I wish that when I looked you in the eyes I didn’t see the love I did when we first met—I wish that they could lie to me.
Most Anger Doesn't Last Forever
I know you will remain angry with me for all eternity, but I miss that part of you that was my friend. My genuine, authentic friend that I talked with for hours.
To Talk or Not
It kills me to talk to you. It kills me to not.
Ruinous Highlight
Don’t ask about me when you run into my friends. It ruins/highlights my day.
What If He Takes a Language Class?
I’ve started blogging about you in Italian so my current boyfriend can never know how much I miss you. How twisted is that?
Faith
Here’s to having faith.
Rare Feeling
And while in the future, I might find someone who will reintroduce me to that rare feeling which you so effortlessly brought and kept, I know there are names and faces that change everything like cyclones in a field.
Aftershavator
Someone in my apartment building wears your aftershave. It hurts every time I take the elevator and catch that scent. I associate so many memories with it. Wonderful ones, and horrible ones, too.
Sorry Sorry Sorry
I’m sorry I didn’t keep you happy and satisfied for so long. I’m sorry you’re not happy anymore. I’m sorry you just don’t want any of it anymore.
Is It Too Bad?
You cheated on me three times. You think I didn’t know? I loved you too much to let it get in the way. Too bad you didn’t love me back.
New Dedications
I’m going to dedicate myself to my writing, my sleep, my madness, my sadness, my unhappiness, because I couldn’t dedicate myself to you.
That Surprised?
I know you’re not in love with me anymore, but did you have to look so embarrassed when I ran into you in public? Are you really that surprised that you fell for me, once?
And Quit Smoking
Was your New Year’s Resolution to ignore me?
Stuffed for a Loss
I’ve been reading dozens of articles about getting you back, they all tell me that I need to use “reverse psychology” and you’ll be the one chasing, begging for me to take you back. Despite all that I did according to their plans and advice, you still don’t seem to care at all.
Electro Shocked
Some nights, all I can remember is how your touch sent electric shocks down my spine and into my hips. It was a sensation that’s never been duplicated. Funny that the only time it happened was when we were broken up.
Skype With Me
You said your wife knows all your passwords, and has access to all your computers, but clearly she doesn’t know about the account you have so that you can Skype with me.
Stop Liking Me
When you “like” every Facebook status I post, it makes it very difficult to get over you. If only you still liked me, and not just my words.
The Difference
Now that I know the difference between love and lust, I am certain it was love.
Reminder
You often reminded me of things I wanted to be reminded of.
Napey
I always loved watching you in the mirror as you kissed the nape of my neck from behind while I brushed my teeth.
B-Day Either/Or
My birthday is coming up soon and I’m not sure what will hurt more: hearing from you, or not.
That Look
I thought you would often look so sad. Now I realize you were just guilty.
Still Looking
I look for you even in places where you’d never be.
What Were We?
I never figured out what we were. We were definitely something, but what was it? Too bad it ended before I had a chance to ask you.
Loud & Crazy
Why am I so loud and crazy? Because I want you to see me, to hear me, to notice me. Again.
New Friend Plan
I’m not saying that we should risk ruining our friendship. I’m merely suggesting that we remove the clothes from it.
Shirt Shelf
You may have part of my heart, but at least I have all your good t-shirts.
That's Not so Bad
It’s taken me two years to get over our four month fling. I always feel so embarrassed when I remember that fact.
Your Food
I miss you. Or rather your house. To be precise, your kitchen. I guess I miss your food most of it all.
Early Screening
It’s nights like these, sitting in front of the computer screen at 5 am, where I have to finally accept that I’m not, nor do I believe I ever will be, over you.
Cubicle
The word ‘cubicle’ will forever remind me of you. That library was our safe place.
Fatal Flaw Glasses
He’s cute and wonderful, and sweet and kind. But he’s not you. And I’m beginning to wonder if that will be the fatal flaw I find in all of them.
No Matter What
You said you would love me no matter what. Turns out you only love me when someone else does.
Doc Wiki
According to Wikipedia you are a textbook narcissist.
Award for Most Intense
You still hold the record for the most intense first meeting. Miss you.
Not the One
I’ve finally come to realize you weren’t “the one.” You were just the best one yet.
Phew
I’m more mad at myself for trusting you than at you for cheating again.
Eating It All Up
I miss all the times we used to sit with our faces only inches apart, telling each other stories about anything and everything and eating it all up.
Recreations
I keep ruining current relationships by trying to recreate ours.
Wrongs
We’ve got no one to blame. We were in the wrong time, wrong place, wrong situation.
30 Years?
You told your sister it could never workout because we were too much alike? It’s been over thirty years now, and I am still wondering why that was a bad thing.