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2002-02-07 - 5:40 p.m. fun.moving things from lettersanon.diaryland.com/ moving on Hey babe, Just in case you hadn't noticed..i'm moving on, i'm getting over you, i'm doing just fine all by myself. I'm trying to. I'm moving on from traceing the tatoo on your back by the early morning light. I'm moving on from the times when we could sit in silnce for hours both knowing that neither or us minded not talking. I'm getting over the feeling of security i had when you had your arms around me. I'm getting over the way you looked at me that night, when your stopped everything just to kiss me. I'm getting over the way you used to take care of me, like no one else does. I'm doing just fine by myself, at parties by myself, crawling into bed all by myself. I'm doing just fine, being depressed and curling up into a ball, all alone from the world, all by myself. I thought i'd tell you this, cause i need your help, just one last time, please take care of me once more. Because i'm doing just fine by myself at parties, until you show up. I'm getting over you, until i walk by you in the hallway. I'm moving on from us and what we used to be, and doing a damn fine job of it too, until i turn around and there you are. So just do me this favor, stop looking at me, try to avoid me, because sometimes i break down and forget to avoid you. When you see me, trying to get your attention, wearing that tight skirt, lowcut shirt, flirting with the guys that you and i both know i would never really want to be with, just look away. Pay no attention to me. Don't steal any glances. Because it's when i catch you watching me, when i see you looking at me when you think no one else is watching, those are the moments that are the hardest. Those are the times when my glimmer of hope shines brightest. Those are the times that I fool my self into thinking you want me back...and that that is a good thing. So if you could just stay away from me, so that i wouldn't have to try so hard at staying away from you, i'd appreciate it. It would make this a little easier on me. You've made it hard enough for me already, by saying good-bye when i wasn't ready. Love The One you didn't Want i guess i could write a few people. like an open letter. but its not nessecary. i think i might actually be over myself. it's a lie. i have a few letters at home written to puck that i am dying to give to her. but i dont know exactly what i;ll say. same thing i always say when I see her, i guess. I'm fine. see you around. i'm dying right now in front of you because you broke me and the person you broke died. I'm everything that was left. And I am better, but definetly not the same. not as good, not as trusting. You took such different pieces of me, killed so many parts I never knew intersected. Innocence, oral sex, trust for women, bajor, tom robbins. You took KD lang out of me. Wtf? I'm someone else now. and I am still capable of life, of ardor, of vast emotions bigger then anything, yours were so sweet though, soft and short and first. A first at least. I would like myself back if you dont mind. What? You forgot where you put it? You probabaly threw it out. -bsg- prior mistakes future mistakes
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