i'd love to say,
"even after all of this i'm still here for you."
but i can't be.
this is the love i have no choice but to let go of.
i'll still think of you from time to time,
but it's something i know i have to stop doing.
i'll walk out the doors one last time
and i can never come back to you.
so ill hang my head and cry
and just thank God i didn't kill myself over all this.
and i think that's enough of a victory for me.
YOU ARE READING
looking through his glasses.
Poetrylove is a roller coaster of emotions. stay for the ride. sometimes it's worth it.
