“Sometimes you laugh when I cry. And you say “huh?” when I make perfect sense…and that in itself should have told me I don’t feel like myself around you.”
…but even when i say that i’ve absolutely had it- that i can’t freaking bear to take it anymore- i can’t completely walk away. Because for every crappy thing you do or say, there’s always something you do that’s sweet. But you have to stop saying those things…
Truth is; you’re not mine. You’re someone else’s. And i’m not the type of person to take somebody’s someone away. I won’t do it, because some of my closest friends have been betrayed that way before..and i have been betrayed that way before. Being left for someone else is one of the most horrible feelings a human being could know. It’s that person’s direct way of saying that there was somebody else out there who was better than you and who’s happiness mattered more than yours. I won’t have it done to someone else, and i won’t let it happen to me again.
That’s why you were never really a part of my plan and you still aren’t. But in the back of my mind i know that things can change in a second and plans don’t always go how you want or expect them to.
Somethings can’t be helped. or stopped. or forgotten.
All i can do is wait. Eagerly, but with patience.
