Story of Mine

Let me tell ya'll a story of mine. My whole life changed when I met this guy. He made me feel free and special. Then I realized he only "liked" me for what I gave him. That was not ok. He isn't going through pain like I am. He's living in heaven while i'm living in hell. Go figure. Things gotta change because I really just wanna give up. But i'm not a person who gives up so easily. There comes a time in life where you just have to let go of someone or something you care about. My time has come.

"If you love something, let it go
If it comes back to you, it's yours
If it doesn't, then it never was"

I have followed that quote many times and every time he has come back.....except this time. So I guess the quote doesn't always work. Its time to let go.

I try and try and try and try, but I don't give up. I try to move past the pain and free myself through all my tears. I can't afford to cry anymore because I have lost so much already. Crying over him is ok, but to be crying over him for 2 months is not. That just shows you how hurt I am, and how hard I have tried to let go. Crying solves little, but remembering helps to let go. In my case remembering makes me hold on tighter and not wanna let go. I try and look forward, but my past creeps up behind and that's all I see. Why can't that change?

Well my story can go on and on, but I don't want anymore memories to be in my head. I want the rest of today to be memory free..