you make it so hard to love you, much less even to like you.
after the almost two years we were together, for God’s sake, you moved in with me not even a month into our relationship, and that was the worst mistake I probably could have made. we managed to get along the first year, and then what? what happened? I wish I knew, I wish I could blame it all on you, but I can’t cuz it would be a lie.
I did horrible things, so did you. mine were most likely worse, and I apologize, but what can you do when your relationship is so far gone that you just don’t care but you can’t accept it? I still don’t have the ability to accept it, most likely because I flew off to a different state for vacation two days after you broke up with me. which is fine, whatever, but then you move out while I’m at work after I specifically asked you to wait so I could make sure my shit wasn’t all over our my room. so, much to my dismay, I get home and find a mini tornado swept through and my clothes everywhere. good job, you’re what, 23? an adult? yeah, right. keep fooling your co-workers and everyone else, because honestly I’m done. done done done. I care about you still, yes, but not about what you do or where you go. I’m moving home where I belong. no, I won’t have a ton of money. no, I do not have a job lined up. people can call me irresponsible, whatever, this is for me, I’m too young to be tied down in a place I once liked but hate with a passion. so ya know what? FUCK IT LIFE IS TOO SHORT, i’m snapping my fingers twice and getting the hell out of dodge to start the new year in the place I grew up with the people I know best. I will go back to school, I will make something of myself, and prove you wrong, I promise.
so, this is what it feels like when a heart breaks? nothing like I imagined. honestly, I thought people usually overexaggerated when they said they could feel their hearts breaking into tiny pieces, but here I am feeling it. i’m attempting to keep calm and laugh it all off. but how? 2 years, feels like such a waste. sorry, I wanted to marry you next march and we could start a life besides work and waiting for the next step. what now? I don’t belong where I am. I don’t want to be anywhere you are because I will cave and cry and I’m sick of crying, my face actually hurts and my eyes are bloodshot and my head hurts. to think I lived with you and I know I hurt you as much as you just hurt me. I’ve done wrong. I admit. nothing can change the way I love you. the kind of love will change, change from passion/romance to a friendship love, where I’d jump in the car and come bring you gas or pick you up from a bar if you are too drunk to drive, but nothing like we have. had…whatever. go be happy. i’m leaving when I get the chance and you may never have to see me again, whether you wish to or not. can’t cry, can’t fear, can’t mourn over this. have to move on and live my young life while I still have it.
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