God, kill me already. I can no longer wait to rest.
release
I’ve been thinking about you. I know you’re not happy and I really want you to be. I’ve been considering to message but I always stop myself, thinking it’s best not to. I want to do the right thing. I want you to do the right thing. I don’t want to mess that up no matter what and that means giving it time.
They say if you want something enough, you’ll fight damn hard for it. Why then, have I been leaving things up to chance or waiting for them to sort themselves out? I’ve been telling myself that I live by that axiom but it’s becoming clear that I don’t really and it’s especially apparent at times where it matters. But maybe it’s not about what I want.
No one needs to be hurt anymore.