Sometimes promises
and I-love-you's run out, and you're left sitting there,
wondering what happened. You look back but you can't
pinpoint where things started to fall apart. The pain is too
real. It grows and grows until it stops completely.
You're tired of feeling, so you've made yourself
numb.
It takes a while, but the feelings come back. This time there
is no pain. You are content. Slowly, you start to trust
again. Your smiles and laughter are no longer forced. And
then there are new promises and new I-love-you's. And you
hope that these ones don't run out.
Sometimes promises and I-love-you's run out, and you're
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May 31, 2015 1:24am