We don’t talk at all now. Not having you around anymore definitely makes my life easier, but not better. I love you. It’s just that we complicate each other’s lives too much. We can’t even be friends because we have gone too deep and fucked up way too much. And to be honest, I don’t know how to be happy for you. I mean I want you to be happy, it’s just that I still want to be the reason.
No matter what you do to me, I’m still here. For some odd reason, I stick around and put up with all your mood swings and unkind words. I just let your comments roll off me into a puddle on the floor. I make up excuses on why you didn’t call, try to think of all the answers. I keep going back for more even though sometimes you push me away. I don’t know if I can do better, but do I really want to? You’re quick to push me down when all I want is to be brought up. When I walk out for good, when I really gain the strength I need then maybe you will see. Maybe you can look back and say, “Wow that girl really did love me.
A soul mate is a, well it’s like a best friend, but more. It’s the one person in the whole world that knows you better than you know yourself. It’s someone who makes you a better person. Well, actually, they don’t make you a better person. You do that yourself, because they inspire you. A soul mate is someone who you carry with you forever. It is the one person who knew you but yet, still accepted you & believed in you, before anyone else did, or when no one else would. And no matter what happens, you’ll always love them.