this is one that i posted long ago before i cleared the blog of all its archives; everything old is new again i guess…
You know what’s the worst thing about somebody breaking up with you? It’s when you remember how little you thought about the people you broke up with and you realize that is how little they’re thinking of you. You know, you’d like to think you’re both in all this pain but they’re just like “Hey, I’m glad you’re gone”.
It is okay to fall
With eyes wide open
We can always make up the difference later
Gravity holds us as a seeming constant
But one day we will realize it
Was but an instant
And there was some profound life
Or something right?
Something that felt like more