That was something that was said to me by a guy I was attracted to. I feel like it is pretty open to what I wanted to get out. I wish I asked him not to make me cry. Maybe it would have changed something.
No... It wouldn't have changed anything.
I think that it was a moment in my life that had to happen because it was the fire that lit the fuse inside of me. It was a rocket that shot out of me and had me racing to pick up my pen. I wrote so much because of this man that I felt something for.
A moment that was seared into my flesh that I could not ignore.
We shared some things, and did some things... I am not perfect in any sense. Guilty of a lot.
Part of me wishes to go back and never meet him, but I can't. Because I wouldn't have been able to accomplish the things I have.
So I kind of want to say thank you.
Thank you Onyx Eyes for doing what you did. Thank you for making me feel something again. Thank you for breathing life into me. Thank you for ghosting me. Thank you for showing me what you did. Thank you for the memories. Thank you for the inspiration. Thank you for being a part of my life for a little while. Thank you for letting me be a part of yours. Thank you for the coffee. Thank you for the kisses. Thank you for letting me feel like someone could like me. Thank you for getting me to rip out my heart and slam it onto the pages I've written. I cannot forget you, but thank you for forgetting me.
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