i keep looking back to see if you are still there.
you’re not.
i don’t know if i should keep going or stop and wait for you.
i just don’t know.
i’m sorry my dear, i wish it were easier to love me.
but it’s not.
i think i should probably go now,
i think it’s best for the both.
i don’t want to keep looking back.
i think we could have been really great.
but i’m not holding on to potentials.
i want to make new memories.
so i say goodbye now,
i say goodbye.
now,
i go.
now,
i go.

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