I can't take it anymore. It's been over a year. It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over. Forget it. It's over. No hope. Not a chance. It's over. Take the pain away. Take my tears away. How can there still be tears, it's over? My heart feels like a broken porcelain plate dropped from the 20th floor. My eyes are burning from the salted tears running down my cheeks. All I want to do is sleep. Cry myself to sleep and wake up when it's over. Oh wait, it's already over! It's over. No turning back, no chance in hell. Accept it. Deal with it. Get over it! Why can't I get over it? Get over him? He wasn't the one for me. He's not the one for me, it's over.
I hate that he was always late
I hate that his friends always came first
I hate that we never had time alone
I hate that he went to the gym all the time
I hate that he always got tickets
I hate that all his money went to his car
I hate that he never took my side
I hate that he didn't clean
I hate him
His smile
His laugh
His kindness
His generosity
His looks
His clothes
His way of talking
What he watched on tv
The music he liked
I hate him and it's over
It's so over. I'm giving myself the long weekend. The weekend to get over him. I'm gonna drink and cry myself to sleep for three whole days. I will not get out of bed unless it's to go to the bathroom or to get more ice for my rhum! I'll take 3 days to make sure it's all this is behind me. To realize it's over. Forget anything ever happened. Cry like hell. Move on with my life. Move on to better and greater things. Stay alone for a while. Do what I like to do and what I want to do. It's over...
For now, since I still have the weekend to look forward too, I can fell guilty, feel sorry for myself, regret stuff, so much stuff, tell everyone how much it hurts - cause damn it hurt's - tell everyone how bad I feel... Call my friend up and tell her I want to crumble up in a little ball and die. Sleep and never wake up. Eat Mc D's without feeling guilty about it. Let it all out so that Tuesday morning, this will all be like a bad dream. I will wake up and everything will be fine, back to normal. I will smile, laugh, have fun and move on... Cause let’s face it, it’s over.
