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Releasing words…Releasing you.

I didn’t believe your protestations of love…the sensible part of my brain knew this was to go nowhere soon or otherwise…knowing this doesn’t make putting the final nail in our coffin of possibility any easier. Some strange place within me still is sad…still wanting the possibility of you. Maybe  protestations of love did touch something after all…deep down i want to hear i love you…you are my queen…I miss you so much i just want to hold you in my arms….

I am sad in this moment of release. Not angry that you said words you had no business saying to me, but sad that those words could not truly belong to me. Sad that it is possible that this was possibly a game to you…just words spoken- meaning and impact designed to produce a particular result…but not the one I hoped for without hoping for it


If I wanted to torture myself further i could consider that maybe you did mean those words in some part of your being but then the sadness returns when i think the words you say to her are pretty similar to the ones you speak so passionately to me…and so i am back at the sad place wondering when will those words be actually be meant for me…

releasing you…releasing words…


About Traveling Black Chick

A silent seeker. Living Loud! Fascinated with the world! Producer, Director, Writer, Traveler, Entrepreneur

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