Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Goodbye

How many goodbyes does it take to make a 'goodbye' real? 5? 10? 14?
I don't know. I've said goodbye to you so many times its now like a redundant joke that only I still find funny.
Really.
Let's all put our hands up and give me a high-five in the face.
Thanks.

So yes. Another goodbye and another sad day. Don't I get fed up of this charade? I mean seriously?

What is it that is so good in my life that I keep going back to the sad, emotionally wrought, festering hole I call a relationship...? With someone who isn't even mine to begin with?
Oh yes... maybe it's the sex? Or is it the comfort found in his familiar face? or the warmth of those familiar arms? Is it the sweet, very rare things he does?

Honestly I don't know. How could I? I've been running around in circles for 3 damn years now. Heading nowhere but to hell in the process.

Love is all well and fine for those who are lucky in love. For the rest of us there's always that sad Goodbye.
It doesn't matter which road you meet him on... in the end.. all that's left is that sad Goodbye...