You don't effect me like you used to,
Your grasp on me is nearly gone,
The lies you told, the distrust you've caused,
Has nearly come undone.
I threw myself at you begging for attention,
You turned me away and down,
You closed your eyes during sex,
And still you wandered around.
In bed at night I snuggled up to you,
You faced the wall and faced it until morning,
Charmed me so I would stay,
But I'm not enough, I'm too boring.
A silent hurricane raged inside,
What can I do to be good enough?
What more can I do?
I fooled myself into thinking this was trust.
You can't effect me like you used to
Now that your grasp upon me is gone,
The manipulation, the lies, the distrust...
Your damage is coming undone,














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I'm not sure why he started effecting me all of a sudden again that day, it's been so long since I've seen him.
I guess it's kind of like that whole "For every bad thing said to/about you... you need to hear like, three good things to undo the damage" thing...
Anyway, for me, to kind of get something out of my head I have to write about it. Like if I'm in bed and have a billion things running through my head... write everything down so I don't have to think about it anymore.
Now I don't have to think about Dan anymore... although I will... it's hard to forget about an experience like that one.
How are you lately? Long time no talk.
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