My Wishes for Jason

I'm sitting here wondering why I was stupid enough to believe you...

To believe after you've hurt me so many times, that it would eventually abate.

To believe it when you told me that I meant the world to you.

Im doing the only thing I know how to do, that I havent done in years, to make the pain go away.

The least you can do is fucking listen.



One of these days you're going to try to find me.

You wont be able to.

You hurt me more than words could ever express, and not only did you do that...

You kicked me whenever I was down.



And because of that fact, you are nothing but a fucking pussy.



I pray that you never find love.

I pray that someone cuts you just as deep as you cut me.

I pray that everytime you lay eyes on me, your heart bleeds and you feel so much pain that you cannot see straight.



You are deserving of any negativity that God throws your way.



I would have died for you.

I would have given you a child.

I would have wore your ring.



All you ever gave me was a few good moments that went away too quickly, and many lies and tears...



I hope that wherever you are, you're crying.

I hope I placed a wound on you that will never repair.

I hope that everytime you look into another set of green eyes, you think of me.



I pray our memories haunt you and my laughter brings you to your knees.



Stay way from my family.

Stay away from me.

Let me pick up whats left of my life... the pieces that you fucked up, and move on.



Welcome back, Jay.

Good luck on the path you chose.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this a while ago, whenever Jay walked when we were tryin to get the apartment... and nearly a year later, after he continued to hurt me... I can read this, and say that my wishes came true. Funny how life works, isnt it.

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