Hmmm prolly going to talk about my weekend tommorow for now some of my ol angsty poetry 
So this is what you wanted?
I cant help but think this every time a relationship abruptly ends severing off my emotions while they linger within me much like a chicken body after its head is cut off. A sharp slap in the face, you know the feeling every time life makes that sharp turn bringing not only change but sorrow. Careful girl, one of these times youll slam the door to hard and shatter my fragile heart. Ill put on the faade that it doesnt faze me, but at least once youll see the passion the angst with in me like a window into a volcano. In the end I came off clingy desperate even. You viewed the rare form of care within me, but now Im slowly becoming like them, the boys that turn into men without a care in the world about who they hurt building a wall of lies to protect their empire of conquest of the opposite sex. I cannot tell you how much I didnt foresee this happening. I was the guy you wanted the one that wanted commitment love a relationship, but somewhere along the lines you decided that I was to easy to obtain and like all easily obtainable things you grew bored and cast me aside to sample the bitter fruit of the real world. You wanted to try out the exciting ones that didnt care about you in the least, the ones that just want a good time, and trust me commitment and relationships are not within their definition of fun. They dont care about the depth within your eyes where one can loose ones self, the window into your soul that let me see all of the joy and pain whirling like galaxy within your eyes for a mere second. Neither do they care about the fragrance of your skin that I sometimes still smell on mine. The mere fragrance triggers memories of you, and the good times. The passion we shared I cant help but feel it meant little to nothing to you now.but it meant the world to me the transcending moments of pure joy when everything melted away and there was just you. I would hope that you realize that the physical aspects werent all that kept me around it was you the one that could show me all the joy and the pain of the world with only a glance. The recent times where all I can think of is you those moments where the most obscure thing reminds me of you and the hole in my life. But never mind all of that. I shouldnt dwell on the past only on the here and now. Maybe its the forbidden fruit aspect of you that you are something I cant have that has me fixated on the past when I did have you. Who knows.. But as a last heroic gesture or one of love I want you to know that all I care about is your happiness. Go make yourself happy such a creature as fare and beautiful as you deserves it. As for mewell its time I start making me happy. You may not recognize me further down the road. All the naivety and insecurities melted away. But maybe just maybe Ill still have those old inclinations of chivalry being there when injustices are evident. Ive finally decided its time to stop fighting change and give myself to it. So maybe down the road we will meet again, maybe you will have changed as well but Ill never forget you, inside will just know that you were the one I knew so long ago when I was a ball of clay waiting to be molded. Just know you left an imprint upon me..a scar that will always be there. So I think again this is what you wanted? I can only hope so
So this is what you wanted?
I cant help but think this every time a relationship abruptly ends severing off my emotions while they linger within me much like a chicken body after its head is cut off. A sharp slap in the face, you know the feeling every time life makes that sharp turn bringing not only change but sorrow. Careful girl, one of these times youll slam the door to hard and shatter my fragile heart. Ill put on the faade that it doesnt faze me, but at least once youll see the passion the angst with in me like a window into a volcano. In the end I came off clingy desperate even. You viewed the rare form of care within me, but now Im slowly becoming like them, the boys that turn into men without a care in the world about who they hurt building a wall of lies to protect their empire of conquest of the opposite sex. I cannot tell you how much I didnt foresee this happening. I was the guy you wanted the one that wanted commitment love a relationship, but somewhere along the lines you decided that I was to easy to obtain and like all easily obtainable things you grew bored and cast me aside to sample the bitter fruit of the real world. You wanted to try out the exciting ones that didnt care about you in the least, the ones that just want a good time, and trust me commitment and relationships are not within their definition of fun. They dont care about the depth within your eyes where one can loose ones self, the window into your soul that let me see all of the joy and pain whirling like galaxy within your eyes for a mere second. Neither do they care about the fragrance of your skin that I sometimes still smell on mine. The mere fragrance triggers memories of you, and the good times. The passion we shared I cant help but feel it meant little to nothing to you now.but it meant the world to me the transcending moments of pure joy when everything melted away and there was just you. I would hope that you realize that the physical aspects werent all that kept me around it was you the one that could show me all the joy and the pain of the world with only a glance. The recent times where all I can think of is you those moments where the most obscure thing reminds me of you and the hole in my life. But never mind all of that. I shouldnt dwell on the past only on the here and now. Maybe its the forbidden fruit aspect of you that you are something I cant have that has me fixated on the past when I did have you. Who knows.. But as a last heroic gesture or one of love I want you to know that all I care about is your happiness. Go make yourself happy such a creature as fare and beautiful as you deserves it. As for mewell its time I start making me happy. You may not recognize me further down the road. All the naivety and insecurities melted away. But maybe just maybe Ill still have those old inclinations of chivalry being there when injustices are evident. Ive finally decided its time to stop fighting change and give myself to it. So maybe down the road we will meet again, maybe you will have changed as well but Ill never forget you, inside will just know that you were the one I knew so long ago when I was a ball of clay waiting to be molded. Just know you left an imprint upon me..a scar that will always be there. So I think again this is what you wanted? I can only hope so