Wish I could play like this

Something I Wrote

I guess I avoid you because in a matter of seconds you can destroy me. I know people say I'm strong, I can get through this. It shouldn't destroy me, but it does. Everyone tells me that there's always more fish in the sea but I know my chances of being alone again. I spent twenty years alone, twenty years. And I'll still never forget that first kiss in 1rst grade. Back when love didn't matter, but it did, we just didn't know what it was yet. We were love in it's purist form, before everyone told you what love was, influencing the very definition for your eyes. What love truly is. A word that can not be put into words but should be put into action.

Pet Lovers Anonymous

Ever since I was a little girl I was lucky enough to have parents that let me have pets. We had the family dogs and cats but it also came with hamsters, rats, fish, even hermit crabs. I loved the feeling of taking care of something and I was really good at it. I can't even think of a pet of mine that didn't make it to their old age before passing. But nothing tops the day where I finally adopted my first cat, Ellie. My friend Shane and I decided that we could finally handle a cat. We have our first house away from home and we thought it would be a good fit, and it was. She was better than we could have ever expected. She loved everyone in the house, loved all the attention. It seemed like everything was going so good.
But I messed up.
After all the drama I had to take Ellie away.
Our realtor found her and made me get rid of her so I took her to my parents. One of the hardest decisions I had ever made.  I could have been like the normal me, hide her for a while and bring her back, but this time I just couldn't risk to further my mistake and get my other roommates evicted if she was caught again.
This decision seriously still haunts me today. I can't help but think about how much I screwed up. How much I hurt my friends. And how much I hurt Ellie. I know this wasn't easy for anyone and the thought of how I just threw a bunch of extra responsibility to my parents makes me feel even worse. After everything happened I couldn't eat for about a week. I just felt sick all the time and I'm pretty sure every single smile I gave was a lie further than I could ever explain. Animals have a way straight to my heart and I miss Ellie more than anyone will ever know. The thought of coming back home everyday from class was a little less shitty when I looked forward to her sitting on me begging for attention and love. Ellie could even tell how I was feeling, even if it sounds crazy. Usually late at night Ellie would find herself in my bed, jumping up then making herself comfortable. One night I had a really bad night, I was crying. She made her way to my bed as usual but when she jumped up she immediately began licking my hand, she didn't stop, wouldn't stop. But it put a smile on my face as she lightly licked my cheek.
I can't believe how much I messed up.
I just want you back.

   

I don't get it.

I really don't get it.
I actually had to walk away from these words,
and I still don't get it.
I feel like my entire life I've done nothing but wake up each morning and remember how much I hate myself, and I've tried so hard to make this stop. But it never stops.
One step forward, ten steps back.
Thinking about taking a step forward, twenty steps back.
Not even thinking about the topic on a happy day, fifty steps back.
It can only take one word, not even a word, to remind myself that I am fucking useless.
Fucking Useless.
I really am. I believe it everyday.
I'm too afraid to do anything.
Anything.
I've been turned down, made fun of, ridiculed, assaulted, ignored, and laughed at for just walking around being me. Quiet, non-provoking me. But apparently my appearance says everything that everyone needs to hear around me. I don't even need to speak and everyone has already made up there minds of how they feel about me. I even try to smile because everyone says I look mean when I first meet them. But I guess my smile has nothing to do with it as well.

There is so much more to me than anyone thinks.
Anyone.
There are still things that I will never talk about. Never say. There are mistakes and moments even made many times during a normal day but I wont say a word because I even worry about my own friends making fun of me. I feel like I'm at a point when I can't take it anymore. Everyday just one little thing turns me from a good day to regretting my life. I really wish this feeling would leave me.
I really wish this feeling would leave me alone.

What I Should Have Said

Dad,
I often think about how I got here and how I could have never done this alone. It seems like time goes by so fast now and in little more than a year your baby girl is about to graduate college. I catch myself missing the times we would go fishing on Pine Creek, teaching me how to bait or getting to help dad in the garage, that was one of my favorites. But maybe just a little too soon you've seen me go from the innocence of a child to what I am today, whatever that is.
I never meant to disappoint you, but it feels like thats all I ever do now.  I'm sorry. I really am. Someday I hope to change this, me. I want you to be proud, proud of something. I just feel like I've left you with nothing, when you did everything. So many of my friends have never even met there father and I want you to know that I'm so very thankful for you. Everyday. So thankful for everything you've done. For being there.
I would have never gotten here without you and I wouldn't be the same person that I am today. For fathers day I sent you a card. A normal, super cheesy, ungrateful card. But I wish everyday I could have done something more. Just to show you that I do care. I do. One day I will make sure you know just how much I care. Thank you. Always.
Your imperfect daughter,
Angie

The Day I Thought I Lost You

It had been so long since we last talked.
Years.
But you were important to me just like I know I'm still important to you.
Since the summer of 2008 things have changed so much. I feel like you wouldn't even recognize the person I am today but I know the bond we had was strong. You were the only person I could relate to on so many levels. I do miss you, you know.
I remember nights of us endlessly playing music, talking, and laughing. Memories that I try to hold vivid in my mind but nothing blurred them like the day I got your text. I was sitting in my dorm TV room, and I swear you could see the color drain from my face.
"I love you. Goodbye."
I tried to keep my composure in front of my friends as I got up and left the room. Once the door shut behind me it only took seconds to hit. I called.
Called again.
and again.
I could tell you were sending me to voicemail but it didn't stop me from repeatedly calling.
and calling
and calling
I paced up and down the hall until I heard someone coming so I headed for my room, but that still left me face to face with one of my friends until I got there. She knew something was wrong but I kept walking.  With the slam of my giant blue door, there also came my break down as I slid down the door and fell onto the cold tile. The room was filled with darkness just like I felt the darkness taking over me. I kept calling.
and calling
and calling
I left messages, texts, everything. I had no idea what to do, I didn't even know where you were. It scared me out of my life and the fact that I know you would have done it if you gave yourself a reason to. I needed to get out so I ran from the dorms, found a spot in the woods, and called again.
and again
and again
I could tell your ring back was getting longer and longer, it scared me. Maybe you were drifting away slowly. I wanted to be there. To hold you. To help you. To tell you everything was okay.
I wasn't there for you.
It took me almost losing you to remember that I needed you so much. I NEVER meant to leave you out like I did. I NEVER meant for you to feel alone. I NEVER meant for you to feel like this.
I almost lost you that day. I almost lost myself.

I've destroyed my mind.
I hear people constantly saying "you only live once" and it scares me now that I'm living it, with this.
My one shot. One life. This.
I didn't mean for this to happen but years of constant abuse took it away from me. I messed up.
I can't get too mad, I was only a kid. But it's hard for me to not loose it every time I forget the littlest things. It's just like they were gone from my memory. I can laugh it off each and every time. But the truth is, it scares me.
Another day lost because I have no sense of time. Another odd question because I've forgotten where we're going. Another lap around the parking lot because I have no clue where I parked. Another opened beer because I had forgotten I just opened one. Another spilled glass of water because I had forgotten there was a glass there. But it's no use crying over spilled water. 
Never let bad tendencies take over just because you need relief from the world. In the end it might just take over.
I feel ruined.
It's my fault.