days turned into months and how i wish the same old feelings would last , maybe everything would build up to a beautiful story full of roses and everything in between . i never meant for things to end the way they did but i guess i had to walk away to give you sometime to shine , see the world and be an extension of who you are .
six months in , it feels good at times , i do not want to lie but sometimes it is nothing but regret . regret just stems from all the what if’s , was i ever enough , did i do good , if we had to start over would we even give it a try ? and also how life would be moving forward . i shot myself on the toe but i guess it is what it is…
august , i give my flowers to you . august , i still give my hope to you , i know you have past and nothing would change . it sounds so permanent and the love you gave me felt like a forever thing but counting down days , our forever was short-lived .
again , i ask… am i wrong for having all these weird feelings ? is it wrong for me to feel all these things all at once ? is it wrong for me to feel this much ? i am calling myself out cause at times i just do not understand where all of this is coming from . it sure does feel like a call for help but i need to hear myself out .
14 , i need to sit myself down to gather all these thoughts . 14 , i need you to be removed from everything . 14 , i need you to know you were a blessing to me in my life at some point but you are no longer here so tell me what i should be doing now ?
…august , 14 idk .
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