It used to be us , like nothing could separate us from being each others other half . We was inseparable. And then something changed . Every time you hurt me it's like you loved me less and I craved you more because I wanted something that I couldn't have . When it should have been me that loved you less because you was destroying my soul . Every girl you tried to replace me with And then realised that it wasn't quiet right , because what was right was right all along and that was me . But you failed to see that you failed to see that you never had to love me less just treat me right . I guess your life lessons are to open your eyes and appreciate what you have before it's gone . Being comfy is only a perk you get to have if you earn your position, but when you take that position for granted your going to find that you are not comfy for long , your place will be taken , with someone else that pays and learns from what the last one did wrong . I mean that's life isn't it , but i wanted it to be you . Time effort and tears spent on the wrong person , scars that run deeper than just energy and memories that cut the layers of skin you touched when things were perfect. Scars that brought life from us , shaped us , made us into the people we are now . But just not the people we once were .

I wish it was you and me and our family , I wish Sunday no ringing were spent cost in bed with the kids jumping all over us demanding breakfast and tickles . But instead it's spent alone trolling through chore lists with small voices frustrated because there's only one of me and two of them and no one else to take over when I'm busy . Even though the hole you burned into me hurt sometimes I wonder if I'd risk the pain just not to do this on my own .

But then I remember.. I'm not on my own those voices always follow me with laugh and smiles and hugs and then those thoughts of you disappear.

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