This whole time all I’ve done for 4 years is think that our demise was entirely my fault… But you know what? You could have stayed. You could have fought for me. You could have thought I was more important than the friend that screwed you over. You could have chased me. You could have proved to me how much you loved me.
But you didn’t.
You gave up.
You chose your “friend” over me.
You didn’t prove anything.
All you did was let me go. Couldn’t you tell that I just wanted you to hold on? Now I’m holding on to memories. Because they are the only things that don’t change when everything else does.