Help me to see beyond face value, beyond my attraction, beyond the entanglings of my heart. Show me where you are in this relationship—whether or not you’re present, and what my next step should be.
Please leave the selflessness. Leave the maturity, the maternity. How I let you be the one with the problems. Leave the organization, the effort. Give back what motivated me to dress up for you. Make sure to leave all the parts of you that I made. I can’t be here without them.
Time feels slow if you are waiting on something. But we do not have much of it. Why wouldn’t we want to race to good parts if we can get there faster?
I’m done hanging on to your words, done listening to the songs you send me through the periods we go without speaking, done ever believing you actually ever felt something for me.
Every time someone leaves I always think I’ll handle it a little more gracefully.
Leaving should not be looked at as a sign of weakness. You leave because you know there’s a world out there that’s waiting for you. A world that values you more and appreciates you more.
After the time I spent alone, and the time I spent healing and rebuilding myself—I am left with one belief stronger than everything that’s happened. I believe that despite all odds that say otherwise, that people are inherently good.
I’m absolutely terrified to let someone in the way that I did with you. I’m scared to love and I’m petrified of the thought that someone could ever hurt me in even half of the way that you did.
I’ve never been the one to leave. I haven’t mastered the art of goodbyes.
I know you’re capable of leaving. I know you’re capable of realizing that you deserve so much better.