It is what it was


I apologize for making you feel uncomfortable. I know I need more time to heal. I know we can’t be friends. I know I’m not the one. It breaks my heart all over again. You have made it painfully obvious that were not together anymore and that I have hold no place in your life. I’m a distance memory and what it is is what it was – past tense. I am happy that you found all you need of which I lack. It happened so fast. I admire your ability to discard the things that hold you back. On the contrary, I live a very full life. I am very much alive. I take risks and because of which I sometimes fail. We all have imperfections and there’s so much more to love other than sex. Anything and everything is possible. I wish you both the best. Take care. P.S. I dk need to know the status of the dissolution. It’s like throwing salt in my wound.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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