After 19 years this is how it is now.
I remember from the beginning we got along so well.
We made the best out of bad situations and nothing got between us.
I used to be very simple minded.
You used to be very simple to figure out.
But this is how it is now.
After 19 years it is over.
It isn't like this was just some relationship, it is obsession.
It was an obsession.
I never let you down.
I made sure to do whatever it took for you to be good to me.
I conformed to you over the years.
But you obviously don't care.
It has been 19 years.
I would like nothing more to live out my days with you.
I planned it all out.
And in my mind things would never end this early.
I knew they would end but not now.
You know something, now that it has been 19 years,
I can't believe I put up with you.
Your random deceptions.
Your ability to leave me in the dirt.
Every differnt element I put up with.
Just for you.
The roller coaster of making me believe that you were something bigger than you were.
Year after year I work my ass off for you.
Those bruises, cuts, aches and pains I would go through were for you.
Every time you throw something different at me I would learn how to deal with it.
Every time you decided to change,
I was there to change with you.
Every time you saw someone better come along,
I was there to beat him out.
And now it is no more.
19 years.
I put up with your ups and downs.
Your ability to make a grown man cry is absurd.
Yet I did.
You always made me believe there was something to be won with you.
At times you would make me believe I had it.
You made me believe in something more.
You made me believe in something bigger than myself.
And now it is gone.
After 19 years I will have to move on.
I am sure there are other ways to get you back here.
But nothing will compare to the days when you were nothing but good to me.
I have to move on now.
For two years I have despised you.
You let me down after 19 years.
And you expected me just to move forward and look at you differently.
You are a game.
You are a game.
You are a game.
and nothing in this world would, could bring you back to old form.
You are a game.
And now there are three on, two outs. I am the winning run with a full count.
I watch the pitch go by...
19 years
I drafted this a few years ago and decided now I would like to share this with others.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
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