I Thought I Knew Him

I thought I knew him, but I guess I didn’t.

I thought he knew me, but I guess he didn’t.

That’s what hurts the most.

The break-up was my decision, but I never wanted it to end like this.

I thought he was better than that.

I thought wrong.

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  1. MargaretNo Gravatar
    Posted April 21, 2010 at 7:27 pm | Permalink

    And now you know where you stand, and can move on with life.



  2. AuroreNo Gravatar
    Posted April 21, 2010 at 7:45 pm | Permalink

    Breakups are never the way we imagine they would be. Hopefully, you are coping with things, starting to move on and move forward. Take care. *hugs*

  3. MortalNo Gravatar
    Posted April 21, 2010 at 8:27 pm | Permalink

    You will get through this. You’re strong. If nothing else you are strong and you’ve survived bad things before.

  4. alanaNo Gravatar
    Posted April 21, 2010 at 11:48 pm | Permalink

    I don’t know what happened, but I hope you’re doing okay chicka.

  5. voyeur36No Gravatar
    Posted April 22, 2010 at 12:34 am | Permalink

    I know how you feel, or should I say, I have felt some of these feelings. But, we have no choice but to keep driving. There are lots of other things to see on this road. I’m not saying forget, you still have to rear view mirror to see where you have been. Hopefully this makes sense to you.

  6. SaNo Gravatar
    Posted April 22, 2010 at 3:32 am | Permalink

    Je t’envoie plein de pensées.
    I know the feeling, even if I don’t know the situation.

  7. FernsNo Gravatar
    Posted April 22, 2010 at 7:52 am | Permalink

    My turn, sweetie, to offer sympathy and bloody marys. I am so sorry that he is making it harder for you, goodness knows, it is hard enough. I know that I want to keep that picture of my boy, even when it’s over, as someone good and right, as someone *worth* the hurt. I hope it gets better soon.


  8. EveNo Gravatar
    Posted April 22, 2010 at 11:26 am | Permalink

    I don’t know what happened, but that feeling sounds mighty familiar. Sometimes breakups bring out the worst in people. I’m sorry you’re having to experience that and I offer hugs and hopes that it’ll get better soon. *hugs*

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