I’ll never hate myself for who I am…

..If we’re gonna start a war, you’ll be sorry in the end?..

The inner world is divided into “Listening to “Chasing Ghosts” all day long” and… I don’t know. I am divided by the sadness of what could have been and what will not be. That is, you always lose something and get something. And this example is very clear.

It seems that I am returning to the previous story with my thoughts that I am not finalizing this relationship with this person somehow. But in a certain plane. That is, I, theoretically, would not mind if this communication continued, but, at the same time, I will not do anything to return it. Because I have already done it once, and I am not the only person who should need it. But here the rule of the opposite applies. In life you always get what you do not expect. And you expect what you will not get.

There are things that do not depend on us or our desire. Now I feel fulfilled despite the lack of this communication, because I have a job and there are people who support me both with their creativity and communication. So the question is who really needed this communication more.

I took a step forward above myself, and I don’t check if this person has also blocked me on Deviantart. Because that’s her business. I didn’t block her, because I don’t do that with dear people.

I’m betting that she will miss something in detail a little and move on. Because she’s a girl, and girls have always done that to me. Nothing new. I don’t think she’ll surprise me with something and pop up somewhere. Because she even came to the blog only for certain reasons. I finalize all these thoughts with a song that came to mind…

“Well, good for you, I guess you’re gettin’ everything you want (Ah)
You bought a new car and your career’s really takin’ off (Ah)
It’s like we never even happened
Baby, what the fuck is up with that? (Ahh)
And good for you, it’s like you never even met me
Remember when you swore to God I was the only one
Person who ever got you? Well, screw that, and screw you
You will never have to hurt the way you know that I do

Well, good for you
You look happy and healthy, not me
If you ever cared to ask
Good for you
You’re doin’ great out there without me, baby
God, I wish that I could do that
I’ve lost my mind, I’ve spent the night
Cryin’ on the floor of my bathroom
But you’re so unaffected, I really don’t get it it
But I guess good for you

Maybe I’m too emotional
But your apathy’s like a wound in salt
Maybe I’m too emotional
Or maybe you never cared at all”