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Alexandra Bellissimo, Maturity

I probably don’t really want any of you to read this. i just need to talk it out to myself. therefore i do not feel the need to make coherent sentences or paragraphs. fuck you music. fuck you love. im really sick of you. it doesnt make anything easier. ever. it all just leads to this. me not wanting to listen to any music because it all reminds me of you. every song. how does that happen? i dont know how a hopeless romantic turns so bitter. im not even really bitter , just sad. i know there was nothing else we could do. this was the only option. you had to go. but you didnt. you just cant stand to be alone. maybe i cant either.but im making myself because thats what i need, its what you need. you know it but youre too much of a coward to let yourself realize it.why cant we be together? its just that one thing. it would be so easy to love you forever. i dont want to look for anyone else. i dont want to spend another five years of my life thinking this is the one just to figure out it isnt and i wont be happy settling and ill have to move on. but by then ill be forty and everyone would have paired off.. maybe i will be left alone. i dont necessarily need someone right now but i do need someone for forever. how could i go through my life without someone that knows my every fiber? without someone who knows what i want when i look at them. someone who thinks im beautiful when i wake up with lion hair. someone who loves my family and i love theirs. someone who loves to travel. goddamn it music i fucking hate you. and i hate you for making me love music in the first place. how do you lose two loves in one conversation? that doesn’t seem fair. how long will it take this time? how long will it take for me to numb myself against your memory. i never really did it before, then you jumped back into my life. that wasnt fair. how dare you give me hope knowing you would never leave that girl you dont love. how could you talk to me like old times? how could you say you loved me still? how could you be everything you once were and more? only to leave. leave me with a song. a fucking song. i wish i could hate you. i wish i could forget you. i really do. right now it seems much easier to let all my memories go than deal with them. i’ll just continue about just as i am with a big gap in my memories. i do wish my name was clementine. i dont want you in my memories i want you gone. i refuse to cry. i cant. i hate you. you are too much of me. get out. 

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