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Im the last one picked
Im not the person that is chosen first
Ive learned how to get by
Just by hearing bits and pieces of the conversation
Im not the one chosen to share the recesses of someone elses mind with
Im not the person who is kept in the loop
Im the last one invited
Im the one who sees the adventures that others have
And wonder why I don’t have those with other people
Everytime I think I’ve found somewhere to belong
There’s a crack in my head that dark whispers breath out pain
You dont actually matter to them
Theyre just too nice to turn you down
And I fight them I try and I try
But then something happens
The belonging that I think Ive found goes and finds a better fit
They find that someone makes them laugh more
That someone understands their struggles better
That someone is more comforting to be around
And they dont tell me they just stop bringing me around
Im okay not being the only choice but Im never the choice
Im trying to figure out what Im doing wrong
But the people who I am around tell me
Youre fine Dont worry
Then go and pick someone else over me
But I dont mind because Ive never been the one with the choices
I see again and again
The choices I make never choose me
Theres always a better option
A tighter fit
Something brighter
But I want to be the choice sometimes
And I feel selfish for trying to say it
I dont want to sound childish or whiney
But I dont know how to explain
I cant stop feeling like this
I know where I stand
And that spot that I stand
Is watching everyone else make choices
And me getting left with the scraps
I’m Okay With You
I’m okay with you.
Doesn’t matter what you think—
Politically or religiously.
I like you even though we disagree.
I like talking to you about music and sports—
About cinema, literature and art.
I respect your opinion on all things.
You are my friend, and as such,
You will always receive the benefit of the doubt.
You will always be respected, regardless of circumstances,
Regardless of vehement disagreements spoken in anger.
You are my friend and have earned my good will.
You have grown to become the fierce wind at my back.
I say: Thank you, my friend, for staying loyal.
My hope for you is one of good health and good cheer.
And please know this:
There are no eggshells in my garden.
Truly, I’m okay with you.
“Are you okay?” They ask me as my grandfather gets ripped from his bed.
“Are you okay?” They ask me as i acfively watched my grandfather die.
“Are you okay?” They ask me after seeing tears streaming down my face.
“Are you okay?”
“Am i okay?”
What even is “okay”. What do i have to feel to be “okay”.
This question leaves no room for spiralling, no room for emotion. Just a simple and quick, yes or no. When someone asks you “are you okay?” Do they even care. Or is that just the default question. You know, just to make sure that im not going insane.
Theres a distinctive difference between “are you okay?” And “how are you?”.
“Are you okay?” caps you at a simple answer. You don’t get to choose wether you want to say more. You don’t get to show the world how youre breaking inside. When someone asks you “are you okay?” They don’t really mean it. They don’t have to prepare themselves for the answer that you may really want to give because they know that youll be beating yourself up trying to choose. Should i be honest and say no? Or should i help them out by saying yeah? When you do tell them no, they stand there stunned. Making you feel guilty because of your honesty. Why should i feel guilty for answering a question the way it wasnt expected? Why should i feel guilty when im the one being pitied?
However, “how are you?” Leaves room for emotion.
“How am i??” How can i be. My whole world feels like its just come crushing down suddenly. I am heart broken, i am lost, i dont know what to do with my life. But you still ask me “are you okay?” knowing exactly the situation ive been forced into.
How am i even meant to feel? I show too much emotion and im crazy, i show slight emotion and im inconsiderate. How do i know where the in between line is?
So, do you still want to know if im “okay”? Nobody on this earth is “okay”.
I wish I could say it wasn't that time of year again like the story finally stopped repeating but sadly not all love stories are happy.....
I wonder if you think how about I feel
If im okay or if im crying....
I wonder if you think man does she hate me
If I wish I never met u
If I regret our marriage
I wonder if you feel bad
That you've hurt me again....
That you put me second again
That again you made me feel unwanted...I wonder...
How do you sleep if u even sleep at all...
Does the drugs numb the pain you feel from hurting me....
Do you even care u hurt me....
Can u feel me slipping away...
Does it scare u..
Are u worried...
Maybe you should be...
Years of disloyalty, lies, secrets...do u care how its destroyed me...
I wonder if u regret it..
The kids, the marriage, the engagement hell even dating me again...I wonder....
Have you fallen out of love?
Has me constantly fighting for us for these past years not been enough....
Maybe...I wonder
If I would give in..give money for the drugs, the alcohol, your constant wants...would it be enough...
If I let you have sex with others would I be enough...
WHEN WILL I BE ENOUGH
our love story used to be once upon a time now its here we go again...
If fairytales happen why did ours become tragic...
Will you miss me
When im gone
When im no longer referred to as your wife
When the papers are finalized...
When I finally stop fighting for us..
Will you miss me?
I made mistakes i live with everyday but how does what I did twice compare to you 10 plus times...
I could say im sorry but ive done that constantly and nothing changes....
Do they make you happy?
Does them letting you do whatever you want make you feel free...
Maybe...maybe you'll always be chasing the drugs and the girls who buy or give it to you....
As sad as it may be our story is coming to an end where Harley leaves her Joker and never looks back.
Love is hard to find they say if you got someone worth fighting for fight but they never talk about what to do when the heartbreak is worse than the love they give....
I bid you farewell and best wishes...my new chapter starts..
Once upon a time but only with the children this time...
So long and farewell my friend
Let our love die like Romeo and Juliet