But the more time that passes, I have to keep telling myself that with you, as much as I want too, there’s no moving forward.
It’s a choice that we make, not something we opt out of for fear of being uncomfortable.
No matter how much I wanted you to want to stay, you were already on your way out.
You fall somewhere in-between.
This is not the end of you.
Falling for you was no a choice, it wasn’t an option or even something I had to think about. It just happened without warning or reason.
So, maybe I was too much for you. Too driven, too focused, maybe my heart was just beating a little too loudly for you.
We were so close to the part where it gets good.
Sometimes, goodbye takes a little longer than expected.
So, I guess what I’m really trying to say, after all this time and all of these moments of me standing right on the edge, I want this.