It’s hard to wait for something; but it’s impossible to give up when you know it’s everything you want. But eventually, you have to give up, deciding whether or not waiting for promises that will never be fulfilled is worth the heartbreak, to be done chasing the dreams that won’t ever make the leap into reality. Eventually, we all give up and let that last spark die out before venturing on to something new. This is what I’ve been terrified of, when I said that you scared me, it was never you I was afraid of; it was the thought of one day having to accept that you’d no longer be a part of my life. I was scared to fall in love with you but I trusted my heart and it happened almost against my will. I meant and still mean every solitary time I say that I love you. So, I’m writing my last love letter, it seems like I’ve written down the words “I love you” more in the last few months than is imaginable to count, but only the foolish will continue talking to a wall, and if it’s a wall of stone around your heart that I’ve been wasting my time on, then I guess goodbye is the only thing left to say.
Je t’aime, et je t’aimerai pour toujours… S’il te plaît, n’oublie pas ça.