the one that got away.*

the one that got away.*

Current mood:crappy

Pain.

Not sharp, but the dull, constant throbbing of a broken heart never mended.

You never judged me. You accepted me for who I was.... I never had to impress you, you just loved me for me. I miss you.

I miss the days when I was respected... treasured...

I miss the days when I was loved and cherished...

I think about you all the time. My heart aches with the thought that there will never be another one like you. Tears sting my eyes when I think of what could have been... when I look at where I am now.

No one is there to hold me when I cry. No one is there to tell me that I'm beautiful even in my sweats. No one is there to run their fingers through my hair, kiss my forehead, or tuck me in when I'm sick. It scares me to think that you were it for me. And yet, here I sit tonight, tears streaming down my face... thinking of all I have lost in you. Thinking of all the others I have been seeing who just don't compare... who just don't care enough to see that I'm more than just a good piece of ass... who don't see how much I really have to offer.

You did.

You always did.

From the moment that I met you.

You always had an unwaivering faith in me... even when I didn't have faith in myself. You always told me that I was smart... even when I screwed things up. You always told me how beautiful I was... even after gaining a few extra now and then. I miss you. You were everything I ever wanted and more.

You will never see this... you will never know. But I do. I know. And I hope that even though you will never see this you always know what an impact you had on my life. I hope you know that I love you.... and I hope you know that you set a higher standard for me... by which I hold up all others. I haven't found one that stacks up yet... but who knows, maybe one day. But for now... all I have is the memories of what love used to be... what good men used to look like... and what I truly deserve to have. And for this I thank you... for this has made me want the best and even more so, know what the best truly looks like.

Originally published on my myspace blog on the given date*