But you have made it very clear I’m not really that important to you.
It will always hurt me. I really wanted a true, give and take, close, have your back, always here for you, you can always count on me.. friendship. I did my best. And for awhile, I thought I really had that with you. But..
It wasn’t good enough.. Apparently.
I won’t apologize. For what? I’m not right for you (I’m totally good enough). You aren’t happy with me (you deserve happiness).
So there it is.
Thank you for the memories. I do question the sincerity and real truth behind them now, but I will always cherish them. I wish I could believe they were exactly what I remember. But as naive as I once was, you are somewhat to thank for my inability to do so now, so… Thank you, I suppose.
I’m leaving. Im moving on. You still hurt me way too much. I hate to admit that to my core. But i somehow manage to give you way too much power, so the only way to take it back is to move on. One step at a time.
Because you do play games. Games I don’t want to play. And if you are not playing, then I need to leave anyway, because I’m not your best buddy. I put you above all.. You put me last.
And that is that. The real, hard truth. So what do you do. (Rhetorical).
I’m good. So no worries, concerns, or regrets.
Life goes on..
Until it doesn’t.
I hope to live a long and happy one filled with love and those most important to me. I wish you could be a part of it.. But it’s not mutual.. And I don’t settle. Or do second best.
Our ties will slowly unravel in time. I no longer choose to hold them together. This will be my proof.
Let the slow fade commence………. (As anger slowly takes over)