I Want To Toss Out The TrashYou broke my heart and took me for granted. You showed me the most amazing joy and the most crippling pain. You raised me up and you knocked me down... again, and again, and again.
And I let you. Heck, I *made* you. I presented my heart, no matter what you did, time and time again. I took leap after leap, never caring if you were actually there to catch me, and then I recoiled, struck out, bemoaned my luck every time you let me down. And somehow, I still don't care to put an end to it.
But I'm getting there. I want to be there. I am slowly picking up the pieces and growing stronger. I want to want you out of my life so badly that I can almost taste it. I want to see you for the man you are, regardless of whether that is the man I came to love, and I want to be strong enough, to be free enough, to say goodbye to that man. I want to stop dreaming about you. I want to stop losing my breath and all the feeling in my body when I think of you, and I want every minute ob
So just tell me, how am I supposed to stop wanting you?