Monday, October 24, 2011

Unsent, and should be unsaid, but I can't help myself.

You.  Yes, you.  GO AWAY. You keep coming around like you still matter, when in fact you DON'T.  You keep popping up and saying things and talking like you have a right, when in reality that right left a long time ago. I shouldn't even give you a second thought, but you are just always THERE.  It's almost like there is no escaping you, and it drives me insane.  I wish I could stop thinking about you but I can't.  The wonder will always be there, like a scab just aching to be picked at.  Will I scratch it, causing the wound to bleed all over again?  No, but the desire is so strong that it takes everything I can muster to avoid it.  There are things I would love to say to you, but it's not worth the effort and breath it would take.  And I'm afraid that the hurt it would cause would outweigh the pleasure I would get from it all.  I would never want to cause the hurt that I know would accompany it.

One day, you won't matter anyone, and I feel sorry for that.  But it's a fact.  Karma will come around 10 fold, and I will try my hardest not to laugh.  I will hope that Karma gives you what you deserve, but leaves you still able to somewhat function, and then you'll see the pain and hurt that you cause others, and maybe, just maybe, you'll grow up and learn something from it.  It's doubtful, but I can hope, can't I?


  1. Was it something I said?


  2. **hugs** Oh, no Kat...nothing you said. ;)