Dear You,
I am not the one that cut the tires here. You are. I tried to keep you in my life. I never "let you go". I can't. But you ran away and told me not to come after you. So you can try and convince yourself that this is my fault all you want. But, in all reality, you're the reason I'm not there. Not me.
You contradict yourself and tell me that, if I want you in my life so bad, I need to put forth effort to keep you there. How, exactly, am I supposed to do that? Because I've tried everything I can think of. And every single time, you tell me that, once again, I've failed. That my friendship still just isn't good enough.
I want to be an anchor for you. I want to be here to help you. Because I can tell you're struggling. I want to be the one that is there for you. But I can't do that if you won't let me.
I'm still gonna be here whenever, if ever, you want to come back. Because I promised you I'd never leave. The same night you promised me the same thing.
Goodbye for now.
Love, Me
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