We all have our reasons, and mine was simply you.
There is something to be said about learning to be alone.
The world moves so fast now.
All your mistakes, all the pain you caused, it might take a little longer to hit you, but I promise one day you’ll wake up, and finally get it.
It was never the wrong time, you were just the wrong one.
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.