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[1: 1,429 of 10,000] Stop Saying You Miss Me

In Poem on April 5, 2015 at 10:28 PM

Shall I cast a spell?
Where magic means good bye
In world that I couldn’t hurt you
And you wouldn’t hurt me

Why do you need to tell me you miss me?
How could I not genuinely say it back?
What does this mean?
Can’t you move on and I could?

It’s not complicated
You’re making it so
We should not be together
Please let me go

Stop saying you miss me
Before I fall in love all over again
Not at this point I can go on a day
Unable to paint your face in my memory

You were not meant for me
You couldn’t even prioritise me
You couldn’t even honour me
You don’t even try to win me back

It’s over
I did love you
Maybe I still love you
I don’t want to love you anymore

There were too many memories
Am trying to softly forget
Telling me you miss me
Isn’t helping

I couldn’t tell you to stop
Because you’ll figure my weakness
I’m not fighting you, my facade
I don’t want to hurt you no more

Just like any other day
Today I ignored it ever exist
Neither in my real journal
Nor etched in my heart


[1: 1,416 of 10,000] I Miss You

In Journal on March 17, 2015 at 11:16 AM

I have been hearing those 3 words from 1 particular person a lot lately even uttered in a controlled pretend sobs; and I am quite at peace that I don’t find a bit of inclination to reply positively, it is not arrogance, I searched my heart but I really couldn’t say “I miss you too,” because I genuinely don’t.

It’s funny how he says those words when he knew the reason why I left, it was all because of his choices. I told him I didn’t agree of what he believed, but he hid things and I truly felt he pushed me away. It’s lunacy that he misses me. He shouldn’t have the right and the dignity to miss someone he was willing to let go in the first place. If he begged that I’d stay, I probably won’t, because staying in his company was enduring breathless moments and struggling dramatic episodes. I got to admit it was a wrong relationship to begin with, it was odd, there were different expectations, and it could never work.

I probably moved on and this is probably the last post about this man whom my heart had adored for years, okay just 2 years. He continuously say he misses me but never about wanting me back and I like that. He knew that it ended. He said he never gave me a proper good bye, maybe that’s what’s bothering him; in all honesty I don’t need it but maybe for his peace he needs it, to convince himself that he made a good decision for himself.

LOL! I just really don’t care anymore.