Hers
I’m really just a sad, confused, lost girl. You know the lost boys from Peter Pan? I’m basically that. As a girl. Just, when I had you, I figured it was forever. We had our ups and downs, but I’d like to think that the ups outweighed the downs. We just outgrew each other, I tell myself. We just grew apart. But why did it have to be like that? Why couldn’t we work through that? Why weren’t we able to fight for our love? Was it that I was already too broken to be fixed, or that I was gaining independence & didn’t rely on you like I used to? You wanted someone who needed you. Not only for the little thongs, but for everything. You need someone leaning on you 24/7. I changed. Maybe that’s what it was. My life was finally moving, and you just didn’t fit anymore. But I wish you did. Because it’s slower now and all I want is you. Your arms around me, that funny way you laughed, asking me to go outside with you while you smoked to keep you company. The way you smelled, the fact that I had to wash our sheets every two days cause you sweat too much. How I got used to the fact that we slept together every night for 8 months. I can’t get over you, even after what you put me through. I miss you too much. And it’s even harder now that you’re engaged, all of a sudden in the Navy, and going to be married in just a few months… We were together for 2 years… You were my best friend. We shared everything. And this girl of 5 months is more to you than that? It hurts. I can’t help but hurting. Do you ever think of me? Little things we shared? I miss you, Matt. What am I supposed to do now that you’re hers?
