Things Ive said

"Im like that three legged dog you keep around because you feel bad for. It never fails that whenever that dog comes home it has fleas. So you fill the bath and you go to wash the dog, except your out of flea shampoo. So you tie them up in the backyard, hoping they don't infect anything, until you can buy shampoo. But they do infect everything."

Last night we had an awful fight. Something that kept us up until the wee hours of the morning. I thought I had cried all my tears but here I am crying again. Im not happy with the way things ended. I mean we didn't end, but we could have. There was a moment there where we both pictured our future without each other from that point on.

Im not sure what you saw, but I didn't like what I saw.

" I love you, but I can't go through this again. So please don't make me"

It hurts. I won't lie to you and say that when something doesn't go the way you thought it was, when you find that minuscule little detail that the other person had left out (to make you feel better, of course), it hurts. Its like your chest is just an echo of everything that was and could of been. Like a cave made by the other person, fingerprints and markings left all inside. Paintbrushes, peeled oranges, those stupid Chinese finger traps. No one wants to make home in someones old memories. No one wants a dingy unfinished no water hookup place.

No one wants me.