(no subject)
i used to, once...a very long time ago...i used to thik you were perfect and that if we were together, life would be perfect and i would be happy. as i get older, and wiser, and i learn more and see more, i start to understand that's not how it is at all. for so long, you were this beautiful illusion to me, and i thought you were so kind and so intelligent and so focused. then december came and went, and i realized that someone who fails out of college-someone with the potential you had-is not someone i want to be withat all. the saddest thing you'll ever come to realize in your lifetime is i would have loved you forever, until the very second that i died, if you hadn't pushed me so far away that i now can't find a way back to you. you might not be sad now, you might not be sad for a little bit. when i stop returning your calls or answering your texts or popping up at work, you might just think it's because i'm busy or i went somewhere or did my dissapearing act again.
and maybe i did.
but i won't promise you again that i'll always come back.
and i'm not mad at you-i have always said that i would never be mad at you.
what i am is dissapointed.
good luck with your life, but the idea of me ending up with a shoe salesman doesn't fit in with the reality of my future.
i loved you once....
and maybe i did.
but i won't promise you again that i'll always come back.
and i'm not mad at you-i have always said that i would never be mad at you.
what i am is dissapointed.
good luck with your life, but the idea of me ending up with a shoe salesman doesn't fit in with the reality of my future.
i loved you once....