For
the first
time in a
while, I am not
bitter
over you.
I'm no
longer angry
with our fallout.
You've been
dating a
girl for
quite a bit
now, and I'm
honestly extremely
happy for you.
Just because I
still
love you, I
have learned
that I don't
need
to
be with you.
Not for
now. And I've also learned
that I can
be happy
for you,
and wish you
the best in
your endeavors,
without actually
being a part of
any of it.
If being on
the outskirts
of
each other's lives
is what's supposed
to happen
for now,
or for good,
who am I
to try to disturb
that? I
no longer
fight the
waves that
will always
continue crashing, instead
I ride them
out and
enjoy myself. I
may never
be whole
again, but
at least
I'm finally
content with
myself and our
fate.
