well,you were right to say i wouldn't be able to keep you a year.
but its more than that...
in a year iv grown to love- to utterly ADORE you
in a year iv cried more bitter tears than the capacity of an unending ocean trench...
in a year iv started cutting, trying to feel something- ANYTHING- but depression.
in a year iv had my first kiss,but my sorrowful regret is that it wasn't you.
in a year iv discovered lovelandia, i have an online family of poets and dreamers..
...in a year,iv lost your love,but found heartbreak
in a year i lost your voice- the way it made those three little words seem like a caress to my numb heart
but in a year,i'll still shiver at your name,
i'll still be crying bitter tears,but not as frequently,
i'll attempt to stop cutting...because you would want me to,
i'll deal with reality- that my family doesnt give or notice anything about me or my sisters...that my mom has ms and i could inherit the disease later on...
i'll deal with not having you to love...
because,hopefully,in a year,
you wont matter anymore
#dylan, #love, #heartbreak