“When a relationship dies do we ever really give up the ghost or are we forever haunted by the spirits of relationships past?” Carrie Bradshaw
His smile. His soft kisses. His touch. The way he held me. His smell. His locs. His smooth skin. His accent. His hustle. His laid back persona. His sarcastic ass remarks. His goofy laugh. His intelligence. Him needing me.. me needing him. I miss his being. damn it haunts me.
I've convinced myself it was only lust. I just wish i could FREE my mind. I've moved on but no one compares to him.
We [Free & I] talked on the phone recently. Yes were friends =)
I "have a boyfriend" so i have no business thinking of him like i do still.
He talked about some chick he was fucking and i was like whoa whoa whoa buddy dont care. He's like well i thought it was coo since were friends and all.
Im friends with most ex boyfriends.. but hes different. Those scars have not yet healed. Its like scraping your knee.. it heals but i pick at it from time to time.
The mark is still there.. I can see it.. but i keep messing with the same sore.. until it bleeds and i learn my lesson again.
"Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.”
3 comments:
I hear you, I'm feeling that way now, just being haunted by the memories of relationships past, intimacy past. The closeness once shared where you can smell and feel them long after they've gone.
maybe you shouldnt be friends with him until you fully get passed him
maybe u should stop playing with the scab so the scar can heal. its easier said than done, but you might want to distance yourself from him for sometime.
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