Friday, 25 May 2012

I continue to try to reason, to try to argue, to try to make you see the bigger picture. But you don't want to go back on your decision. I'm trying to move forward but my head keeps turning backwards. I'd call you and sound pathetic and sound desperate for you, but you're out with friends. What if she's laughing with all her friends at how pathetic I am? I have decided to continue my abstinence from cigarettes. I will not take any. I will not smoke any. I confess, I stopped for you, not for myself. And I feel by continuing on not smoking, I'll be carrying a piece of you with me along my journey through this horrendous life. You used to say you're scared of me leaving, that people leave you. But I'm here, and the only way I'll be gone is when you leave me far enough that you won't be able to look for me. Or if I die. I feel as if that if I don't smoke, you won't drink. Although I never will know for sure, I just have to keep faith in my own belief. Smoking may kill you, but getting drunk causes you to do stupid things that will haunt you forever. I don't want anything to happen to you. I want to be able to take care of you. Please don't dissapear from my life. Please call me. Please contact me. Please don't ignore me.

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