"One of the worst feelings in the world is having to doubt something you thought was unquestionable."
The day finally came... "IT JUST HAD TO END"
The whole thing was a lie, an IMAGINED REALITY that blew up in uncontrollable proportions. Surprisingly, it doesn't hurt as much, I guess finality does something to the heart so it can finally stop bleeding. It's the promise of something better that keeps me from feeling pathetic. At least there really are no WHAT IF's now, only words about how i would close this chapter of my life in Neverland. No more tears'll be shed because of him, no more frustrations. Just relief that it's finally over. It may not be the ending that I hoped for but at least I know how and why it ended.
I still am happy and I still have faith in the fact that I will be happier. There is no room for anger, hurt or blame. It's just one empty and abandoned room that will be filled with the promising possibilities of what's to come.
I am not worried for myself because I will get through this, with more lessons learned and as an improved person. It isn't an open-ended story at least. It's a story that made me productive, made me feel again and made me realize that I still am capable of loving.
Yes, let me say once and for all that I might've loved him. Maybe I still do. I was so close to confessing. I am glad I didn't. But it's just a bright portion of a rather gloomy chapter. I wish him well, I wish for him happy times.
I am letting him live his life, I just hope I can finally live mine.
The whole thing was a lie, an IMAGINED REALITY that blew up in uncontrollable proportions. Surprisingly, it doesn't hurt as much, I guess finality does something to the heart so it can finally stop bleeding. It's the promise of something better that keeps me from feeling pathetic. At least there really are no WHAT IF's now, only words about how i would close this chapter of my life in Neverland. No more tears'll be shed because of him, no more frustrations. Just relief that it's finally over. It may not be the ending that I hoped for but at least I know how and why it ended.
I still am happy and I still have faith in the fact that I will be happier. There is no room for anger, hurt or blame. It's just one empty and abandoned room that will be filled with the promising possibilities of what's to come.
I am not worried for myself because I will get through this, with more lessons learned and as an improved person. It isn't an open-ended story at least. It's a story that made me productive, made me feel again and made me realize that I still am capable of loving.
Yes, let me say once and for all that I might've loved him. Maybe I still do. I was so close to confessing. I am glad I didn't. But it's just a bright portion of a rather gloomy chapter. I wish him well, I wish for him happy times.
I am letting him live his life, I just hope I can finally live mine.
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