On My Own
Too often,
I feel the need to help my emotions heal.
Love no longer lives here anymore
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That hurts.
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I’m in need of an emotional pick up
Cos I don’t want to come to terms with our season changing
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Playing what was our ‘Dreams’ by Boys II Men…
Just wish you were the singular latter and that be a reality
Not a sweet song that I’m clinging on….
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It’s funny that my glasses were always on inside, was I ever comfortable in this weather
Maybe that season came too early, cos there off now
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I thought he might want to know, that explains the contact with him (again).
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Now the shoe is on another leg
He did what I always knew he would
That spoiled too…
Never fully said, denied it and lied
Again.
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If I had known I wouldn’t have even bothered replying to the sweet nothings he sent.
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I didn’t want him back
He’s not mine to have
Just wanted to know if I still had it like that…
It could just be ‘hey, you kl’ nothing special.
I savour ‘1 New message’ and I’ll read it in a bit,
just wanna do summin real quick,
come back and still see it.
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Smile,
just like the first time.
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But sometimes that pick me up does more damage than good cos ‘I’m good, u?’ doesn’t quite cut it and instead of one step closer to single contentment,
my heart and mind are arguing a-gain
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Only so long you can be stupid for love before you feel you’ve been made a fool of.
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Can’t do this random contact anymore, the signs are off and I can’t see
I hated that you had that over me
You may be the game but I’m no longer playing.
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The wax has run out on our candle and even if I wanted to,
How do I light a candle with no match.
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No need for specifics, you already know
Truth is, the best pick me up is no help at all.
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Realising that contact has actually stopped
and no,
that new text weren’t from him honey
It’s the new guy with no clue, potential number 2 or t-mobile with the bill…
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No more ‘let’s be cool’,
no more pick me ups
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I’m doing it on my own cos no rebound quite fits the bill for me
They shouldn’t anyway; I’m not the same as yesterday.
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Mature womanhood has taken over and I don’t see where you fit in my journey.
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I understand emotions heal and feelings change
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Today,
I’m on my own
Standing tall
With…
No glasses at all.
Look out for the follow up ‘I Am Golden’…
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Hello hi. More posts please. thanks