The Virtue of Selfishness
There are things about my life that you don't need to know anymore. There are happinesses that will forever be mine alone because you don't deserve to be a part of them. I know what this means. I am well aware that I am falling out of love. That part sucks, but the rest of it? The rest of it is amazing. I can look back, even just a month, and see the progress I've made in returning to myself. Although I know that I'll never be the person I was before (because, as I've recently discovered, time moves forward only), I am certain that I will be better than the person I was with you. Better if only because I will respect myself enough to be selfish.