the end

Yes, i still love you......

 

No, I can not lie to myself..... my love .....

 

until my last breath..... until my last heart beat .... know this ...... your love for me was the best thing that ever happened to me in this transient state of existence ...... no matter where I go....  I will remember you forever ..... just because I loved you so much when we were together in this world .....and yet I cheated on you ......... and yet with shame I do say.... you forgave me so much babe..... yes, I felt guilty receiving such precious gift at the time .... every time I.....

 

......and the realization who is always there for me when things aren't going great for myself ....

 

the comfort of your soft skin next to mine in time of need... a Yin to my wang...

the assurance of your delicate Geisha hands caressing my back and shoulders like shiatsu kneading away the vestiges of yesterdays mistakes into a bed and breakfast .... how refreshing ... you're my energy source....... called love ...... what else can it be? ......

 

 

 AND SO MY LOVE.....

 

 

..... because i'll always love you.... i want you to be happy.... who ever you're with now...

something i couldn't give you ...... so it was the end for me ....when you finally had enough of my same old antics and finally YOU LET GO ..... it was that....

an end for me ....

an end for both of us.....

an end to all those years of almost reaching that goal......

 

happiness....

 

.....some memories die..... and some etched forever in the mind's file.....

to retrieve those certain folders.... those times spent together, never forgotten....

i will cherish forever.....

 

for you are the only woman i've ever loved..... and evolved with...

 

all others were just long blind dates lacking tactile sense as well....

dots of their Braille faces disappeared because there were no connections in my coloring book.....

 

until i met you.....

 

everything connected.....

 

but you've finally pulled.......

 

the plug.........on me.... in my vegetative state....

 

 

my pulse stopped........

 

 

 

 

 

I died.

 

 

 

 

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Comments (4)

  1. bucket_residence

    You do have a way with words. Your previous post was also excellent.

    February 20, 2017
    1. justanothaboringblogg

      Thank you. And thank you again. Sometimes I write like the way I draw, I need more practice.

      March 02, 2017
  2. shadowstarz

    If it was love that you felt, real true love… you wouldn’t have cheated, and it would’ve lasted.
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    Some people settle for that kinda behavior, because they have no self worth, others do not.

    February 20, 2017
    1. justanothaboringblogg

      Unless you’re me, you don’t know what I felt. I have a dick, you don’t. And its hard sometimes. It’s very HARD …. to control….. yup, she had no self worth when she was with me, and then she moved on…… It was purely cathartic reasons why I wrote this. Product of her recently texting me out of concern for my safety when murder occurred on my street not long ago……. damn it! ….. I miss her! …. she still cared enough to at least text me … and things aren’t going great with my current girlfriend….. so you see …. I wrote this to rub my own shoulders ….. and that’s all I’m going to say about my private life……. it isn’t going great right now … and I’m not the type to cry my guts out to strangers about what’s troubling my life….. like you stranger, I rather blog in the shadow.

      March 02, 2017