Take Three

March 26, 2009
By NatashaBoorman BRONZE, Qualicum Beach, Other
NatashaBoorman BRONZE, Qualicum Beach, Other
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I screwed up, I admit it.
I thought this was right and what I wanted
But now, so soon, I feel trapped,
Claustrophobic
And unlike before, when I wasn't happy until I saw you,
Now I cringe at the thought of being alone

Time for the cliche, "It's not you, it's me."
Cliched but true.
I thought I wanted you, needed you.
Unfortunately I don't.
I'm too independant,
Too happy with myself
So how do I tell you without breaking your heart?
I wish I could show this to you...
I wish I could tell you,
In a way you would understand,
I'm happier as your friend
Not your Girlfriend.
So I'm sorry,
I screwed up again,
Please don't get upset, we tried
And that's more than anyone could ask for

The author's comments:
I wrote this a couple days before I broke up with my boyfriend (now ex-)
I was really bummed out because I didn't want to hurt him but I didn't feel comfortable in the relationship anymore.

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