Colleen Brown's Blog, page 243

I’m trying to remember youas you are right now; in lovewith the thought that you and Iwill...

I’m trying to remember you
as you are right now; in love
with the thought that you and I
will actually make it through this.

I should have just let you go.I shouldn’t have tried to fight for you.I should havejust...

I should have
just let you
go.

I shouldn’t have
tried to fight
for you.

I should have
just forgotten
about you.

I should have
known you were
too good to be true.

Forget what I told you before.I was angry and in love with you,and I didn’t know the...

Forget what I told you before.
I was angry and in love with you,
and I didn’t know the difference
between compassion and obsession.
You are all that I want. Still.
It’s been years since the last time
we spoke, and I know we went
our separate ways before all the holes
in our scattered relationship were filled.
But I just want to tell you, before you
fall into passion with someone else,
that even if the time that we spent
together didn’t seem worth it, I never
once felt that it was a waste.

And I will always miss you.

And I will always miss you.

Whenever I think that I am over you,I see you in my dreams, and that’show I know that I still...

Whenever I think that I am over you,
I see you in my dreams, and that’s
how I know that I still love you.
Because not even in my sleep
can my heart hide the truth
from my mind.

I don’t know which is worse:Loving you when you will neverlove me back. Or watching youwant...

I don’t know which is worse:
Loving you when you will never
love me back. Or watching you
want someone who will
never love you.

Whenever I start to tell people about you, I hold my tongue with my teeth. My mouth fills with...

Whenever I start to tell people about you,
I hold my tongue with my teeth.
My mouth fills with blood,
and the only thing that I can do
is swallow myself, and hope
that no one noticed
the way I look when I think of you.
I don’t want to tell people
about the love that I have for you.
It’s a feeling that is almost too vivid
to be described; a feeling that is
too detailed to ever be able to
put into words and make sense of.
So instead of letting the memories
of you that have been translated
into sentences come out, I keep it all in,
and save the shred of hope for a time
when nothing seems to matter to me anymore.

I know who I want to become, and I think that should be enough to keep you coming back.

I know who
I want to become,
and I think that
should be enough
to keep you
coming back.

She smokes Marlboro lights in an attempt to eliminate the pain.I just wish that she knew that...

She smokes Marlboro lights
in an attempt to eliminate the pain.
I just wish that she knew that putting
poison inside of her body may help at first,
but the aftermath of the action will only leave her
feeling as damaged as she did before, 
or it may make her feel worse.
She kisses random men in attempt 
to get the taste of your mouth out of hers.
If only she knew that locking lips with strangers
doesn’t always wash out the memories.

But she’s trying, and it’s an ongoing battle
Between her head and her heart.
One part of her, the logical side,
tells her that if she was happy before,
she could be that way again.
But this time, without you.
Her heart always seems to overpower
the reality of the situation,
and it tells her head
that there is no future;
no brighter tomorrow without you.

She is caught inside of the feeling
of her skin against yours, and the sight of two stars
colliding and creating constellations
in which only you both can see.
She should have known that even though your body
resembles a universe filled with light and warmth,
that the only way she will ever be able to
rid of your memory for good will be to
create new ones with those who will not
take her love for granted, or who won’t have to
think twice about leaving for something better.

I will have you all to myself.

I will have you all to myself.