I’ll wait for that morning when my first thoughts are not for him. Then I would realize that I had already let him go. It may not be the best sunrise, but I will go through the day knowing that my sunset will be better for I know, I am no longer hurting.
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POSTED Sunday September 6th
About Me
He is my self-inflicted pain. A preposterous diversion. A momentary bliss. My blameworthy experience. My poisonous religion. He is my annoyance, and yet he remains to be my only happiness.
The name's Mikx, a blogger since 2007. Anything else? Nothing new.
