I don't want to think of a title for this, lest it becomes another spur-of-the-moment thing.
I'm pushing you away.
It's not that I don't want you anymore.
It's just that you don't want me anymore.
Last I checked I'm still responsible for my own happiness, and not you, nor your presence, although for two years or so it surely felt that way. So, yes, go off and have fun on your own, and I will push you away.
Say it's distance. I call it a lack of concern. All along.
It's not that I don't want you anymore.
It's just that you don't want me anymore.
Last I checked I'm still responsible for my own happiness, and not you, nor your presence, although for two years or so it surely felt that way. So, yes, go off and have fun on your own, and I will push you away.
Say it's distance. I call it a lack of concern. All along.