@jgloria

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.

—Paulo Coelho

Take it All

Didn’t I give it all,

Tried my best,

Gave you everything I had,

Everything and no less?

Didn’t I do it right?

Did I let you down?

Maybe you got too used to

Well, having me around.

Still how can you walk away

From all my tears?

It’s gonna be an empty road

Without me right here.

But go on and take it,

Take it all with you.

Don’t look back

At this crumbling fool.

Just take it all

With my love,

Take it all

With my love.

Maybe I should leave

To help you see

Nothing is better than this

And this is everything we need.

So is it over?

Is this really it?

You’ve given up so easily,

I thought you loved me more than this.

But go on, go on and take it,

Take it all with you.

Don’t look back

At this crumbling fool.

Just take it all

With my love,

Take it all

With my love.

I will change if I must.

Slow it down and bring it home, I will adjust.

Oh if only, if only you knew,

Everything I do is for you.

But go on

Go on and take it,

Take it all with you.

Don’t look back

At this crumbling fool.

Just take it,

Take it all with you.

Don’t look back

At this crumbling fool.

Just take it all

With my love,

Take it all

With my love

Take it all

With my love.

- Adele Laurie Blue Adkins

Here’s to the Cold Hearted

You’ve been on my mind for far too long now.

Don’t you remember the reason you loved me?

Or do you just remember the reason you left me?

No, not physically, but emotionally.

You are not yourself.

Detached.

Devoid.

You were not yourself.

Now you say you’re yourself;

Your cold self.

I often think about where I went wrong.

But the more I do, the less I know:

Why I gave up on us.

Why I look at you with pity;

Pity at what could have been,

Where we could have gone

But I came back to those empty eyes.

Your cold eyes.

Your hurt skewered the very essence of my love.

Ruthless actions; small yet magnified.
Undignified.

I think of why

For my fickle mind demands answers.

Answers that will never come.

No consolation.

No resolution.

Waiting.

Waiting for nothing;

Waiting for an absolution that will never come.

Cold shoulder; reckless abandon.

The thought of you pollutes my mind.

Thoughts that leave a bitter taste.

God have mercy on me.

Regrets and mistakes I can never take back.

The biggest is of love unconditional,

With me receiving emptiness.

Oh cold emptiness, redeem me.

I gave; you took.

I never asked for anything in return; you never gave anything back.

Words, feelings, thoughts – all lost in a ruse of your repulsive actions.

I told you not to lose who you were.

Now you’re gone.

I am left with nothing.

Not even a friend.

And so here’s to the cold hearted.

May your lives be filled with contentment!

Especially to you, whom I so loved blindly.

I am now free of the burden of you;

Your lies,

Your follies,

Your deceit,

Your callous disregard for my unconditional love,

Your fake you.

Your selfish you.

Your cold hearted you.

I wish you all the best, and may the burden lifted off my shoulders

Never be placed onto yours.

For it would be cold hearted of me to wish the same upon you.

And I am not the same as you,

Cold hearted you.

motoriginal:

“Where we’re going, we don’t need roads!” 

motoriginal:

“Where we’re going, we don’t need roads!” 

Our strength is seen in the things we stand for; our weakness is seen in the things we fall for.

—Theodore Epp