Wish him well

Back the way it started now that I remember... the way he made me laugh wishing I was single

Automatic friendzone while I'm dating someone else... just show my guy his page to help release the spell

We laughed about his antics with appreciation for his humor... how could I tell my guy I wished to have a different suitor

Someone to make me laugh or even just a smile... I could not change his mood no longer want to try

Badger me with words can't hurt me like before... another adolescent tantrum storming out the door

Negotiating compromise would never be his goal... demand silent acquiescence disregard another soul

The final straw for him when I'm standing up for me... end emotional abuse find relief in being free

So this guy who makes me laugh doesn't even know... the way he helped me heal while I held him in the zone

Seems to late to change that status so many chasing him... lacking confidence to tell him what he means to me

Then he had to go away I know the drama was to much... another pill so hard to swallow he's always out of touch

I wrote about him recently and how I wished him well... and then suddenly I see him not knowing what to do

To scared to send a message I'll just write until I know... it's not him that I'm afraid of it's not knowing what to do

My journal makes it clearer still a mess inside of me... cant impose it on another still learning how to heal

So this will be my process while I get it figured out.. one day ill find my bearings and hope hes still around