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.
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.