I grew up. You didn’t. That’s the difference between us. Even with me being the younger partner, I’ll always be the more mature one. You destroyed me multiple times. And I rose from the ashes. You cannot defeat me, because there is nothing left to destroy. Only my heart. And that’s always going to be yours. But I can and will move on.
It’s not my choices that doomed you’re world. It’s you’re own. I’ve just had to watch as you used the nuclear option and burned mine down, and watched your own crumble.
At some point you start to not care. I’m at that point. You’ve proved you’re intentions.
I was destroyed for the last time 5 years ago. I went to a place there is no coming back from. I didn’t make peace for you. I did it for me. I may be broken. But I refuse that to follow your life and his. It’s why you were never involved in any of it.
I could have saved myself but the cost was and is still too high. That was my choice and it was the right one. But I did it for me and everyone that I love, so that I could have some moments back.
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