05/03/16 8:00p
We talked. It seems the only thing we can agree on is that it has all been said, and nothing will change. We don’t feel the same about each other. (I’m trying to be nice here.)
I get it. I really do. Sometimes the best thing we could do for ourselves would be give up and settle, but our hearts won’t let us. Maybe we are the last true romantics than can’t help but wait for the perfect, happy ending.
For us, it is not enough to be loved, but we need to be in love. And, as long as there is someone dangling stings we can never be free to move on. Life is difficult enough without trying to get through each day with a broken heart.
I look back and wonder how I ever went down this road. I was sitting by myself one Sunday night steeled to my fate, when a Facebook message popped up asking what happened to me. Two minutes would have made all the difference.
Maybe I am the stupid loser. But at least I know I gave my all, offered all I can, and tried my best. I loved you completely.
I thought I should have asked, “if we run away together, and go somewhere else, would it matter?” Somehow, I already know that answer.
I don’t know where to go from here or what will happen. I am deeply hurt. I don’t want to lose touch, but I have already lost you. (I guess that isn’t true… I never truly had you to loose. I’ve only lost my hope for love.)
1 Comment: her 5/14/2016 09:34:34 am
I would’ve run away…..it is what I wanted. I don’t know if it would work, but….
