I guess we
weren't that close in the
first
place. I guess I didn't
interest you enough
or something.
You'll leave..and
someone else will leave. Everyone
leaves. I don't keep
many people around.
I feel like I don't hold people close
enough. You know what? No... People
don't hold
me close enough.
That sounds conceited.
But, for once, I want to be the person that people are
desperate to hold on to.
If you don't want me here, I won't hold on.
Because frankly, my hands hurt*&
I'm tired.
This time, I'm going to be the one to leave you
hanging. I'm
going to leave you with the last
word.
To let you know how it feels to be left waiting for a
reply that I'm not going to send.
I'm not going to say I'm
not good
enough. Because I am good enough.
I'm worth someone else's
time, just not yours. I
don't want to try to hold on anymore.
I'm going to let go, and
if you can find your way back to me and back in, congrats.
----------------------*
Long, but worth it.
