I don't love Zac anymore.
And it's kind of an odd thing to title something,
But I think it'll be awesome to have on my sidebar,
Just as a reminder-
Maybe,
Like a statement
That I wish I could tattoo
On my forehead
Saying
I'm free,
An exclamation
I could sing about.
It's liberating to say it.
I don't love Zac anymore.
I don't.
No inch-
No piece,
No part.
There is no missing,
There is no sorrow
There is no sadness,
No anger
No resentment
Nothing.
He is nothing but a name...
A memory-
Whose face I have forgotten.
And I never though that would be possible.
But recently,
My eyes have been opened to the type of person I
Deserve,
And with that realization,
Left...
Anything I felt about Zac.
I don't love Zac anymore.
And now,
Looking back,
On the possessive,
Obsessive
"Toxic-ness"
Of it all...
I'm starting to think-
Maybe I never really did.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
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