Red wine, beer, whisky.
Emotional breakdown.
Tears.
Outpour.
You came.
"Why do you do this to yourself?"
It wasnt the best decision but it was the right one. Dont for a second think it was easy for me. As much as it kills you, it kills me even more.
I didnt want your happiness to only make me happy. Its not fair. I needed to stop. Stop being selfish.
No one can ever replace you. That i promise. You were unlike the others. What i could do to others i could never do to you. Yet, my heart couldnt open fully to you. Im sorry. Im just too screwed up when it comes to relationships.
C'est la vie.
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