Maybe one day you’ll come back.
Maybe you never will and that’ll suck, but you can’t keep doing this.
The blame and the self loathing and the bull, I can’t watch that. It makes me hate you for hating yourself. I don’t want to lose you but I’d rather lose you if it means you’ll be happy. I think if you come back with me today, you’ll never be okay and I’ll never be okay if you aren’t.
I need to know that there’s a way for people like us to end up okay. I need to know that there even is such a thing as okay, maybe even good and it’s out there and we just haven’t found it yet. There’s got to be a happier ending than this, here. There’s got to be a better story because we deserve one..you deserve one even if it doesn’t end with you coming back to me.
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