Maybe one day you’ll understand that hearts don’t intend to break other hearts.
I can’t be your friend. Because it hurts to know where we were and that we may never be there again.
Because of you, I assume every potential partner that enters my life will treat me the same and as a hopeless romantic, I don’t want to constantly be living in fear of falling in love.
I couldn’t keep being every first hello as I was left wondering when you’d say goodbye for good.
As I say a goodbye to 2016, I will say goodbye to you too. You, the man who changed my life. You, the man who changed my heart. You, the man who showed me how to love.
All good things must come to an end, and this is ours.
You missed out on
the masterpiece of you and me
when you said goodbye.
Maybe, I’m just petrified. Petrified of falling in love again, and losing it. And maybe I’m just terrified of getting attached to the point of no return.
Don’t fall victim to this idea of getting closure. It’s not going to help you. It’s not going to make anything easier. It’s not going to make the hurt go away. That’s for you to do.
Promise me that you’ll carry our love in your pocket wherever you go. And promise me, you’ll never forget the love that we had. Because when the world seems dark and clouds fill the blue sky, our love still shines through. It always has. And it always will.