You. Me. Always. Forever.
It's bittersweet.
A fucking cliche.
Our relationship has actually come full circle.
We loved.
We hated.
And now, each of us has, at our respective times, begged for the other one to come back.
It's always me first.
The dreamer, optimistic that things will work and attaching the blame solely to myself.
Letting go of all of your wrong doings as though they never existed. And, just like in the past, when I remember why this wasn't meant to be, they come running back.
Only unlike in the past, where it felt good to give hope and then stomp out all the embers that remained, I feel saddened.
While I can't justify your actions I can justify your nature.
I don't want to hurt you but we both know we're better off.
I've grown.
Happy.
With where I'm headed.
A fucking cliche.
Our relationship has actually come full circle.
We loved.
We hated.
And now, each of us has, at our respective times, begged for the other one to come back.
It's always me first.
The dreamer, optimistic that things will work and attaching the blame solely to myself.
Letting go of all of your wrong doings as though they never existed. And, just like in the past, when I remember why this wasn't meant to be, they come running back.
Only unlike in the past, where it felt good to give hope and then stomp out all the embers that remained, I feel saddened.
While I can't justify your actions I can justify your nature.
I don't want to hurt you but we both know we're better off.
I've grown.
Happy.
With where I'm headed.