it's really hard to accept the reality... the reality that i've lost him for the last and final time... there'll be no more waitings... i can't afford any more... i'll see him for less than a month this summer (and not even that often during this precious month), and be away for who knows how long...and i gotta accept that we're just not meant to be together... but that doesn't change how desperately i wish we could try... he seems to be the only one i'd swallow my pride for, the only one i'd give my freedom to... but he does not need it, and i gotta admit that he'd be better off without me... i just wish we'd at least stay friends forever...
How did it all come to this?
ReplyDeletelife is a joke, i guess i just have to learn to laugh at it... ironic
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