You know it’s weird, I keep reading all these poems lately about people who have met, fallen in love and it hasn’t worked out and yet they miss them and wish that they could have worked it out. I seem to keep getting to the parts, where it says that it hadn’t worked out and they wished that it had and that’s it…I can’t keep reading passed to the whole “I wish we could have worked it out” part.
I’m not even sure that it’s because I’ve met someone that I want to be with and like being with. I think it’s because my last ex is someone that I now consider to be the only relationships that was a “mistake”. I can tell that he’ll be the only one I will never have in my life again. Yet, I still get SO angry as to what happened between us. I still feel like my whole year was wasted by him, I’m not really sure what I learnt from it either.
So it’s part of the reason why I’ve read all these posts about putting the past in the past but wishing it would have worked out and I don’t “like” any of them. I think that they are beautifully written, but I can’t get past the whole “I wish it would have worked out” part. There’s a reason these things don’t work out. Someone who loves you and cares about you will never leave your side, other than for death. Might be a little morbid, but it’s what I strongly believe.