Love is pointless and one sided.  Its painful, cramped and you can never have enough room to breathe; to think.  One person always loves more and they always end up hurting themselves and the other person involved because of this.  Love makes you do crazy and really fucking unbelievable and uncharacteristic things.  Love is giving someone the power to hurt you and then allowing them to do so.  Love is forgiveness; so I guess my love ran out.

the truth is i'm really tired.  i'm beaten up and i'm hurting.  i'm sad and right now i really need to pee, because i'm drinking too much raro.  i miss sitting at the bus stop with you, so you could have your smoke.  and i miss how you have the perfect balance of spray and stale cigarettes.  it smells OM.  i miss just seeing you.  just hanging out.  just smiling because i had you in my life.  i miss a lot of things about you.  but life goes on.  i'll go on.  everything will move on without you.  i hate that thought.  y'know, my life leaving you behind.  but hey.  i guess its for the best.. right ?