Sometimes I don’t know why I still think of him. My heart hates him, yet my mind wants the best for him – or vice versa.
These thoughts linger and I’m trying not to let them take over me, but at the end of this – the end of this relationship – I just never thought it was gonna be like this. How we are now…
That he’d be out of my life for good.
Why was he here in the first place?
Maybe I almost wish he hadn’t been there.
But then I would have never fell in such a deep, strong love and connected with him the way we did.
Why’d I become so bitter and shut him out for?
He thought I was in a better position to leave our relationship in its prime stage, yet look at him now.
I saw it coming, I just didn’t know what to do.