I've come to term with myself
That this is not a phase
This is not the part of the movie where the protagonists grow apart just to find their way to each other again
This is sure, this is definite.
I've come to term with myself
That this wasn't meant to last
It would've crumbled eventually
Whether it was a month ago or two years from now
I fear now that we were never meant to be
And I would have surely experienced pain.
I've come to term with myself
That no
Two more years just for it to fall apart was not what I would've wanted
It wouldn't have been enough
And since I knew that I would have fallen in love with you
I've come to term with myself
That it's better that I didn't have the time to
That it was the right thing to do
That eventually I would stop missing you.
I've come to term with myself
That you won't come back
That it was not a mistake
That you don't regret
That you'll probably forget
And maybe I will too
Though your essence is still with me
While pain turns to nostalgia
I've come to term with myself
That nothing was perfect
Though it was worth it
And I would have wanted forever
But I've come to term with myself
That this is, forever, the end.
