Love on a budget
I used to think everything was true, that it was real, not like a fairy tale that came true, but a real story, our story. I thought we had something worth fighting for, I thought, even with all the ups and downs, the pain and the laughs, special moments, even with the lies, I thought we somehow deserved each other.
The idea of recognizing I was wrong terrifies me, but at the end of the day, that’s the only thing I have to my name, I was wrong, and I’m not only terrified, I am broken, I took what you gave me, but I wanted more, you put me on a budget of your love, but it didn’t cover my expenses; all your assets were in somebody else’s bank, and I was well aware of it, I was wrong, your bid was too low and I took it, not only was it low, it was just spare change.
So, it’s my fault, I hurt myself by letting you hurt me. It’s not only sad, it is pathetic.
- 02.23.12
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