Thoughts of our future slowly dissipate, as a pleasant dream would. Aren't those two things growing more similar now? Almost interchangeable.
As proved, dearest, history does repeat itself. I do hope that eventually you may change your ways. This drifting and resentment are not becoming.
Our inner workings are complex, and keep us restless and conflicted. I faced this sooner, and apparent is the realization that you require more time, and with it, more heartbreak.
And, as I would need to cry, I could not do so without smiling. So many good times. We never fought. We were above that.
However, with my eventual absence, I knew that it was inescapable. Acting almost on instincts, you strayed.
You look more ragged now.
You are weakened.
If only you took better care of yourself. That is the most painful for me to see.
And maybe, if you would have found your self worth, things would have been different. Maybe, we would not have had our time together. Maybe you would have already found yourself settled.
I do not wish for you to walk back through those doors. You are still conflicted.
Time is a jester of fates, and as always is the possibility, one day we could find ourselves back again.
Time heals all wounds, but it does not cure disloyalties. And perhaps, to be put into view of your new situation would allow me more emotional anguish, but neither one of us would wish for that.
And, as some would view it as not fighting for you, it is quite the opposite. I hope your learning continues. I hope for your happiness. I am posing as my own individual, however, and I must defend myself, and it is not for you, that I will sacrifice my own being for a small grace period of time together before you stray again. And, let that be a lesson.
That is why I let go,
to let you drift a little further downstream,
before you realize the need to fight your way against the current,
if that ever may be the case.
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