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#but for the record 85 of the drama and problems or situations you delt with you got your self into
kimberkingrivers · 6 months
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It’s nights like tonight where I miss you, when I’m making dinner and it’s the recipe we learned together and both of our favorite foods. When I’m listen to my playlist and a song that reminds me of you comes on. When I see a stupid Halloween decoration that I almost get because it would have made you laugh as Christmas present.
But on nights like to night when I miss you, I think of the things I would have done differently, or how I should have said something else. But when it comes down to it.
I’m okay with being the bad guy in your story, even if once I was one of you’re biggest supporters. Even when I miss you and I want to be mad at myself for walking away, when I open your chat to send you a message, the chat that use to be pinned at the top of my page.
I walked away because I wasn’t doing you right, and I’m not going to fight for someone that doesn’t care I walked away. You once told me you hoped I would walk away. You got your wish. I walked away.
Even when it hurts, when I want to cry.
I realize I’m the only one hurting, you don’t miss me, you don’t even seem to care that I left,
and that’s why I walked away.
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I was supposed to be the one beside you on your wedding day,
I was supposed to be the one you called after a long day at work,
I was the one that was supposed to be there when you got pregnant and it was the right time,
I was the one he was supposed to ask for your ring size and how best to surprise you,
I was the one that sat with you in the closet floor when you thought your life was falling apart,
I was the one that across from you in a burger joint when you poured your heart out and your fears,
I cheered you on when you walked the stage to get your college degree,
I was there for the breakups, the falling in love, the fear, the midlife crisis,
And then suddenly I wasn’t, I went out of town for a week, and you were in the hospital not bothering to tell me until you’d been released, and somehow it was my fault that I was upset you nearly died.
When I heard I need you to communicate with me you heard “cut all contact”
So now I won’t be the one that helps you get ready on your wedding day,
I won’t be the one waiting in the waiting room excited to meet the little one you carried,
I won’t be the one to celebrate when you get a raise
And I won’t be the one you call when you have a bad day.
But you also won’t be the one to stand by my side when I say I Do
You won’t be waiting to meet my baby,
You won’t be one of my calls when the test is positive,
You won’t be my call when I finally get the job of my dreams
You won’t help me get ready for a date
You won’t lay beside me and watch another movie on tv when we’re supposed to be sleeping
You wont be the person I stay up late talking to the night before the school dance,
I know I didn’t do everything right, there’s things I wish I could do over, things I wish I would have said, and things I wish I could take back. But even when I miss you, the hurt I feel now, doesn’t feel like the frustration and loneliness I felt when I was with you.
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