My biggest issue is that I don’t know when to quit, I will love people until I have twisted myself into a new shape. I will love them brutal and careful and gentle and when it’s time to let them go I can’t remember how to unclench my fists from the back of their shirt so they have to break my fingers to get it to happen
Well I guess that’s it… I can only do so much and try so hard but in the end I got nowhere. I held on to the smallest glimmer of hope that things would go back to the way they were but I was stupid for thinking that was possible. You don’t love me anymore and I can see that now. You held on to a few memories that stood out but that’s all they’ll be. I honestly loved you but you just couldn’t be alone I guess. Well now you got what you wanted. You won’t be hearing from me, I’ll only end up ruining things. Best of luck. Goodbye.