The Closed Door.

I feel that i am very forgiving and patient.. (ok.. as Sam and Rosina say it.. i’m not really that patient, but i can endure more.. hence the tattoos). It takes a lot to reach the point of no return in my book..

however, even people who have reached that point have been able to come back; but the effort always lies in their part. If i get fed up to that elusive point.. i’m done with you. I find that my energy is best left somewhere else.. So i close the door there and hand them the key. Its up to them if they wish to use it or not.

But even then some people are so dense. They think that they can yell and scream through the door and everything is just fine. If you want me, you can open up the damn door yourself.

so no.. Brother, your words… ” I’m still here when your ready brother…i’m just not gonna sit and hurt myself over it anymore more. I’ve made my peace…” you have hurt yourself over something that was never there. I dont believe you. you were never there.. and even if you are there now.. i’m not. make your peace, good for you, it was always about you anyways.. I’m done trying, i’m done worrying, i’m done with it all.