Don't Speak

If you are reading this, and you know who you are...as much as you don't want me to hate you or want me to tell you how horrible of a person you are, I can't bring my self to say it or to hate you. My heart has a mind of its own and I constantly remember how much I love you and how much I remember every inch of your face, your hands and the way I could never stay mad at you for more than 5 minutes with out you making me laugh. I gave my soul and heart to you and you took it, juggled it then grabbed it and with one swift move, crushed it until I could only see dust fall from your hand. I want this pain to go away so bad and I want to hate you for paying me back this way. I was only good to you. I was your best friend. I lifted you up when nobody could or would. How could YOU, do this to me? Why can't I just rip you out of my life, out of my heart and mind so I don't feel like I have a hole carved inside my chest? You were the reason why I looked forward to every day. The reason why I was so happy. You were my happiness and now I'm just here writing about our end exactly a year later. Happy Anniversary babe.