I was sad because I let us happen.
Because I trusted you.
When missing someone turns to tears, I have to question if it was ever worth it.
Every now and then my instincts charge ahead of me, say goodbye to a dog before I think it is a real good bye, makes me have a good look around, makes me appreciate what I see because maybe, just maybe this will be the last time.
Who knows with you and I?
So we were nothing, then something, then nothing, then something spectacular and now back to something a little more than nothing.
You got me out of my rut. But now I am ready to shine. I am grateful to you.
The reason I am at yours so much is wrong. It's not fair to you because its not because of you, it's because its the support I need for another thing.
It's hard to let go but I have to. It's not like we are in love anyways.
And you want space now.
I need to find my own two feet. You dragged me out of a really dark place. I am grateful for that.
But in standing I need to do this on my own. Be my own person.
I get why you are saying this. Maybe you don't realise the totality of what it means...
