it's happened.
Here ends all that I've known for nine months. I know in my heart that it's the best thing; the right thing. It's just ironic that the right thing is usually the hardest thing to accept and deal with. I just don't think, in my heart, that things can stay the same. It's a beautiful theory, and I've wanted it for myself in the past, but I'm finally seeing how it very possibly cannot work. It's contradictory. If it worked that way, the relationship would not end. What does a title, essentially, have to do with anything? If some sort of change in itself is not necessary, there is no reason to change a 'title.' Something must change, otherwise what is accomplished?
I don't think it's hit yet. I go about my day, and everything is normal. But when I have downtime .. anytime that no one is talking and I'm alone in my head, I think about it. I can't even say what I'm thinking when I think about it. It's just there, nagging. I know it's right, in the grand scheme of things, but I have never been happier than I was these past months. But now .. I can't help but think, is it always going to end this way? I finally found a way in my heart to make something last. And even then ... it falls apart.
I don't think it's hit yet. I go about my day, and everything is normal. But when I have downtime .. anytime that no one is talking and I'm alone in my head, I think about it. I can't even say what I'm thinking when I think about it. It's just there, nagging. I know it's right, in the grand scheme of things, but I have never been happier than I was these past months. But now .. I can't help but think, is it always going to end this way? I finally found a way in my heart to make something last. And even then ... it falls apart.