Pieces Part 2

Gods the one who holds my slowly, healing, heart together.

You can just leave large scars on my heart. That God will slowly heal.

But it will leave another scar to remember you by.

One day I will let God take away the pain.

Than it will just hurt a little bit.

Than it will be so small that I won't notice it anymore.

I hope you find the one you're supposed to be with.

Good luck with life.  Forget about me.

I know you won't have trouble with that.

Along with moving on with your life.

Please don't come back for me.

I will have enough trouble without your presence.

My memory will have a large problem getting rid of your phantom.

I hope to dare to hope. That I could not end up in that hole.

I know my friends will try and help me. By throwing down a ladder of hope.

But It's up to me to see that latter and believe that I'm not alone.

I have to make the choice to take the way out.

To not dwell on the pain.

Instead live everyday to it's fullest.

Not letting myself give up completely on friendships and relationships.

I know that I will give up on the idea that love is meant for me.

If not permanently than for a long time.

I hope I can find someone to lean on in this time.

Someone who can help me.

I will not let you shatter my fragile heart.

I will not let your memory build walls.

I will keep my walls down and not let people hurt me.

You will be removing the protective skin that covers my scar.

It will be reopened and bleed, again.

God will put a scab over it. 

Making sure it will heal once you're gone.

So you couldn't make a whole big enough, to suck the life out of me.

Or anyone else who would come along.

Those Jackasses.