I guess I just have to accept the fact that one day you woke up and decided that you didn’t feel the same way about me anymore. When people ask me why we broke up, all the things you said would run through in my mind again and I would try to pick out things that made sense to me, like how you were scared of hurting me. When the real truth is that you just didn’t love me and decided not to keep me in your life anymore. It’s a simple thing really, yet so painful to say. And it’s also the reality.
Maybe I’m so miserable because I always harbored some sort of lingering hope, that you would realize that what you did was wrong and eventually try to find a way to make it up. That you would keep to your word about maintaining the friendship we had and not letting me go.
But literally everything is changing around me and maybe I just can’t wait for you to ease your guilt or to decide that you still want me in your life anymore. Time doesn’t stop for anybody & there’s only so much I can give.
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
Have a happy life.