Me. A word people say they know. A word people say they love. Yet they fail to truly under stand this “Me” character. Me. Broken,bent, hurt, loved, hated lost, confused, curious, stupid, arrogant, short tempered, loving, caring, hopeful. At times heartless, hopeless, and alone. Do you really want to know a person like this? One with flaws, imperfections, mistakes? Sad part is, I don’t really know me. At times I think I do, and at others, I lose Me. Me is hard to find. Hides in the places where he feels safe. Where nobody can see him. He sits and listens to music, his escape. The only thing in his world that makes sense. Confused by many things in life, Me knows that Music and Love make things a tad bit better.
People come in and out of Me’s life more than he thinks. He’s dropped some, gained, and lost some. There is one person in particular Me can’t lose what so ever. Her name will be unsaid, but Me hopes she reads this. She came into his life by accident, no warning, no heads up. She came in like a wrecking ball. But not one that broke him. He fell for this girl harder than any other girl. Him and her became real close, and Me became close with her family. Things have changed since they first met. She fell distant and Me fell apart. He didn’t know how to handle the level of Love he had for her. He called it quits. Now Me and Regret are very close friends. Me and Regret reminisce the past quite often; but whenever those words Me said to her on the front porch. Every day Regret reminds him of his mistake, and that was just what it was. A mistake. Me Loves her with all his heart