.**I was thinking about this while dropping a morning constitutional**
I loved you way more than you loved me. I'd spend my days and nights loving you, I'd pray for you first before all my family and friends and that love was requited, yes, but only barely. Now, I'm used to unrequited love. My life's been a long cycle of crushes and boys who I helped get with my friends so for it to finally be returned to me, even if at half the price, well...I was over the moon until I realized what a shitty deal that was so no, we can't get back together.
You took me for granted... a lot. You knew I'd always be there for you and you stayed assured and comforted in that fact. Then one day you up and decide, "I don't love you anymore" and there I was, loving you with every morsel of my existence; every fragment of the heart that you kept breaking over and over again.
You don't want to talk about it because you don't feel like crying? I didn't feel like crying either but that didn't stop my heart from pouring out and spelling "why?" in every tear that fell from my eyes and onto my pillow. I tried to be cool about it like you for you but I was disintegrating on the inside, I was void and I was numb and I didn't know what to do.
So no, we can't get back together.
Side note: This was such a good read.
I'm never going to move on with my life if whenever you feel like hitting replay, I'm the first one there.
I need to experience things, I need to taste life, I want to be with other people and I'm not going to let you keep recycling me like an old magazine.
I always thought we were soul mates but I was so blinded by the illusion of love that I didn't take the time to consider that you most probably were not. If that's how finding a soul mate felt like then it was probably created by Satan to spite all those hapless lovers out there.
(I smiled at that one)
You are definitely not my soul mate and no, we can't get back together.
Good morning.
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