To: You Bitch, From: Lee. [old post]

The mascara, I thought was water proof runs down my face, as the tears come steady flowing.
My heart feels... undefined with many emotions beating through it, in & out.
My mind can understand the words coming out of his mouth, but I'm still confused, bewildered, ashamed.
"We don't blend!"- He exclaims, the words pierce through my body like a jagged sword, as they play
over & over again, I feel like I'm falling into a bottomless pit, with rainbowed flags swimming past me.
My head is now buried into my pillow despite the knowledge I have of the smears of black soon to be present upon it.
But I cant help myself, seems like my pillow is my best friend. Comforting me without ridicule, nor an uneasy comment. Reassuring me with the softness and tenderness of a mother... craddling me at my most vulnerable moments.
As I finally drift off to sleep, the last thing on my mind were the days Life was simple.
We were friends at most.
I DO regret making this move, I was happier with what we had.
But I can't go back, & I'll always feel like the girl who you couldn't try harder with.
Then my eyes close, my thoughts go black..
& I find peace, within my dreams.
Where everything is how it should've been.