Caricamento in corso...

The chosen one

I was mistaken when I said they don’t love you like I do... I should have shut my overly confident mouth when I shouted “ they will never do for you like I do” . over the years I have been confined in this mental segregated state of mind... Thinking I... And only I... Can give you the world... I thought that I and only I... Could fall in love ...not being able to pull my heart away from this person that I have given my heart to. Not realizing that she too feels the same way I feel... She is so deeply attached to a man that we both are in love with. Fighting for his love... His warmth... His attention... So much that we are mad at eachother and not that selfish muthafucka... Who took two innocent hearts and convinced them both... That we were the one. How can I be mad at someone who is in love just like I am in love?...how can I expect her to shut that shit off... When being in love never turns off it just gets forgotten about because of distractions and keeping ourselves overly busy to avoid that absolute dreadful feeling of being in love but not being with the one that you love. It’s like losing someone in death... You never get over it... You just keep busy to fill the void. That shit hurts... So I now understand why she’s... Angry and bitter. I understand... We both are in love with the same man and even though her angry... belligerent... Controlling ways make me want to pound her face into the ground... Where blood shed will leave a sweet satisfaction to her ignorant disrespectful actions but I always stop and think... And my loving heart begins to sink... realizing that this will NEVER get better . YOU CAN NEVER STOP LOVING SOMEONE WHO WAS CHOSEN FOR YOU... I realized that it don’t matter how much I love him... How much I’m in love with him... I am the distraction. 18... Young... Innocent... I was in love. Not knowing that he was already chosen for someone. I gave my heart away to a man who had already given his heart to someone else and because I was so young... I had no clue I was and am the one blocking what IS suppose to be... Hanging onto what doesn’t belong to me. Damn... I’m hurting. I fucked up.

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