I broke up with a girl i was seeing yesterday. Neither of us wanted it to end, we were having such a great time but there was one problem whihc conctantly kept coming back at us: her ex. He couldnt handle the fact that she was seeing someone else and was doing everything he could to get in our way and take her away from me. She still regarded him as a close friend, and just could not see that he wanted more, despite the fact that this was clear to everyone else in our group.
She decided to end it because although she couldnt understand why i was getting upset at the fact he was hounding her so much, and that she was almost accommodating his obsession for fear of losing him as a friend or hurting his feelings because she was seeing someone else, she couldnt bare to see me hurting so much to a problem she couldnt see could be easily solved.
We both still really like each other and have been missing each other so much and telling each other so. At the end of the day i guess its better in the long run and she says she will be ready to continue things with me as soon as she is positive i wont get hurt anymore, but before then she needs to sort things out on her side. Weve just broken up for uni and im now feeling so much pain because i wont see her now until october and im so afraid the chemistry we had will just fizzle out over this time.
I wrote this piece at 2am this morning when i couldnt sleep for crying into my pillow. Its my first real attempt at poetry/song lyrics.
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NICE GUYS FINISH LAST
The words I hoped id never hear
Have just popped out your mouth
Its somewhat funny how things, dear
Can quickly turn to south
Ive always made to treat you right
Should I have put up more of a fight?
The very best and nothing less
But in the end I failed the test
Im setting my sail
And im raising my mast
Its hard to believe
That the end has now passed
No triumph found here
No fanfare of brass
Its true what they say
Nice-guys finish last
I know you say you don’t want me hurt
That’s not the way its ‘sposed to be
To see my heart stamped in the dirt
That can’t be good, for you, nor me
Weve had our backs against the wall
Until the final curtain call
I wish I could have had the strength
To keep his postures at arms length
Im setting my sail
And im raising my mast
Its hard to believe
That the end has now passed
No triumph found here
No fanfare of brass
Its true what they say
Nice-guys finish last
I cant imagine days without
Spending time with you
I yearn to bellow, scream and shout
But that’s not what I do
Im looking for light at the end of the tunnel
I trip and fall back down the funnel
I want things back the way they were
Its such a shame he didn’t care.
I wish we had more time
More space
Instead im left just in this daze
Im feeling strangely out of place
Cos in the end I’ve lost the race
No triumph found here
No fanfare of brass
Its true what they say
Nice-guys finish last
(for Emma)
She decided to end it because although she couldnt understand why i was getting upset at the fact he was hounding her so much, and that she was almost accommodating his obsession for fear of losing him as a friend or hurting his feelings because she was seeing someone else, she couldnt bare to see me hurting so much to a problem she couldnt see could be easily solved.
We both still really like each other and have been missing each other so much and telling each other so. At the end of the day i guess its better in the long run and she says she will be ready to continue things with me as soon as she is positive i wont get hurt anymore, but before then she needs to sort things out on her side. Weve just broken up for uni and im now feeling so much pain because i wont see her now until october and im so afraid the chemistry we had will just fizzle out over this time.
I wrote this piece at 2am this morning when i couldnt sleep for crying into my pillow. Its my first real attempt at poetry/song lyrics.
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NICE GUYS FINISH LAST
The words I hoped id never hear
Have just popped out your mouth
Its somewhat funny how things, dear
Can quickly turn to south
Ive always made to treat you right
Should I have put up more of a fight?
The very best and nothing less
But in the end I failed the test
Im setting my sail
And im raising my mast
Its hard to believe
That the end has now passed
No triumph found here
No fanfare of brass
Its true what they say
Nice-guys finish last
I know you say you don’t want me hurt
That’s not the way its ‘sposed to be
To see my heart stamped in the dirt
That can’t be good, for you, nor me
Weve had our backs against the wall
Until the final curtain call
I wish I could have had the strength
To keep his postures at arms length
Im setting my sail
And im raising my mast
Its hard to believe
That the end has now passed
No triumph found here
No fanfare of brass
Its true what they say
Nice-guys finish last
I cant imagine days without
Spending time with you
I yearn to bellow, scream and shout
But that’s not what I do
Im looking for light at the end of the tunnel
I trip and fall back down the funnel
I want things back the way they were
Its such a shame he didn’t care.
I wish we had more time
More space
Instead im left just in this daze
Im feeling strangely out of place
Cos in the end I’ve lost the race
No triumph found here
No fanfare of brass
Its true what they say
Nice-guys finish last
(for Emma)
