I cried tonight
I cried for us
For the stubbornness
For the dig in
For not understanding.
For a decade of good (intention)
Gone bad
I’m sorry
This is no poem though
And still it is
But I’m sorry
I’m sorry I can’t say this to your face
I’m sorry you couldn’t love me
And I can’t love you.
So long
So long to still not being right.
Fuck It right
Move On (dot.org)
But I did
And it wasn’t one manly tear
And you won’t even understand
Evidently you didn’t believe or see
But we were real
And I never tried to make it easy for you to see that
But those are bridges burnt
And this is the new era
And if we’re getting divorced
Do you really think I care about friends.
Do you really think I care about anything but
Reinvention
So go start over, but be happy, be the new you
Not the old you
Fake it.
Do anything
Happiness is not in friends
Happiness is inside you and one person
Just like misery.
Find it, and take it the moment it starts and fuck the politics
Fuck what anyone thinks
Be narcissiitc
Be selfish
This whole thing “Bro before hos”
Friendship
Tomorrow you could be dead
Today you are the walking dead.
Fuck it.
Be free. Die hard.
Leave a wake behind you
Be seismic
When We talk I am still that,
Same old
Sorry
So Sorry…
But I won’t be that anymore
I don’t know what made it
I don’t know what shaped me
But I won’t be that
I just want to be happy
I just want to be…
Good luck.
Fuck them
Fuck you
Fuck it.
Happy or bust Dude.
I will not stay here
Not in this proven sad…
And fuck ElPaso
And fuck Athens
Fuck it.