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Post by ralphtheog on Dec 5, 2014 6:37:50 GMT -5
I like to think I come across as a "Don't care" type of guy. Honestly the way I see it I wear my heart on my sleeve. A lot of people that I've met I guess don't like it, but that's cool.
I try my best to control it. Looking back I've thrown my all whenever I think "She's the one". That's probably just me and my naivety I guess, but that's cool.
I hope I don't sound cliche. Deep down I personally think that I shouldn't put my other half through any distress. Ha, I called her "My other Half". She doesn't feel the same, but that's cool.
I find that time and time again this has happened much too often. So here I am, pouring my all once again except onto paper. She'll probably never know this, but that's cool.
I miss those other times before this, they were easier to just let go. Is this how a "Nice guy" ends? You realize it's easier to just not be one of them. Sounds preposterous doesn't it, but that's cool.
I just can't make myself not be nice, it's not my nature. I grew up with teachings of selflessness; it's not just her, it's society. The world isn't capable of handling genuine people, but that's cool.
I guess I'm stuck in purgatory. Where people like me are left to exist, walking aimlessly, blankly staring ahead. Since i'm now in this void she'll never get the chance to truly know me, but that's cool.
-Ralph T. Garthwaite
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