June 17, 2009

I regret not being your happiness….

You were sweet in your own fucked-up way, or maybe that’s just the clarity of hindsight. I’m sorry I didn’t see it. I’m sorry I wanted more than you could give. I’m sorry I couldn’t be happy with what you gave me. I see you in the halls laughing, or smiling, and I remember all the horrible things you told me. I’m sorry I couldn’t be your reason. I’m sorry I wasn’t what you were looking for. I regret not being your happiness.

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