Shoe Laces

I love you like crazy, and miss you times a million. But is it worth me destroying myself with sadness? Not hardly. Is it worth me thinking about my past when I’m neglectingmy whole future? Not a chance.  So, I’m done caring. I’m done trying to make things better, and I’m done worrying. You don’t so why should I? Love is a thorough concept not to be taken lightly. When it is taken lightly, people get hurt.  Like shoes needing to be tied.I don’t need you to tie them. I can do all on my own. So while you move on and be your outgoing self, I’m going to practice tying my shoes. Obviously you’re not going to help me.

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