I know that it's the same old story of heartbreak. I thought that you wanted me back and when you fell short, when you weren't there, I kind of fell apart. It happens to the best of us. The ones with the biggest hearts.
The ones who refuse to give up, even when all the signs and signals are there. I guess, I just didn't want to believe that you were lying. That you were only here to teach me another lesson. Because I have fallen so many times before and this time, it's taken me a while to get back up.
I just want you to think abut one thing, before this is all over and we go back to our lives and pretend that nothing every really phased us at all.
I want you to think about ho happy we could have been. How much i would have tried to make sure that I was there no matter what. Even when you thought you could do it all on your own. I want you to think about how different you are and how different I am.
How we could have taught one another and grown with one another. We both have baggage, but I was willing to work with that. Maybe you were too.
And then I want you to think about how much time you spent leading me on. How I waited on your every move, hung on your every word. And it wasn't because I didn't know what I was doing. It just because I was trying to read you. Trying to get a hold on you. Trying to figure you out.
In the end, I was wrong about pretty much everything. I was wrong about you being a good guy. I was wrong about you saying all the right things and meaning them.
So now, I want you to think about all that we could have had together. And then I want you tothink about how lucky someone else is going to be when they take the chance that you never had the guts too.
For a really long time, I think that I blamed myself. And for whatever it's worth, I don't wish you anything but good things. But I do want you to stay far away. You had a chance, a million and two chances and you took them all for granted.
You took me for granted.
I don't want to talk about it anymore. I don't need another half hearted explation. I don't want to hear about bad timing, about how maybe someday, just not right now. I don't think you know how much it kills me to know that I'll never know.
I'll never know how you really felt about me. But the thing with waiting this long, is that it's more painful than the truth. So whatever you had to say, however you were going to begin to defend yourself, it's all going to be lost on me.
I need to take care of me now, instead of wishing that you would let me love you and care for you. I have to look at you like another stepping stone, even though I wanted you to be a beginning, you were just an end.
Heartbreak happens that way sometimes. It's not so much that you left me bruised, it's that you left me with nothing at all.
I have taken that for what it is and accepted it.
But now, we are through. You don't get to pull me back in. The only thing I want from you now is a clean break.
And to never come back to you.