Random Stories/Poems

It's Okay

It's okay if you leave. I'm used to it. I'm not going to put up a fight. If it'll make you happier, I'll be in full support of whatever you do. It's fine if you forget about me. A lot of people do. I'm not sure I can even fully remember myself. I only wish for your happiness, even if it's not with me. Don't worry about me. I'll find someone, hopefully. Right now, especially with your last year happening, you need to focus on yourself. I just hope I get to see you on that special day. Nothing else in the world would matter at all. Just hearing your voice would make it the best day I could ever have. I know you're busy, with a new city, a new house, a new school, a new man... I have to be happy for you. I can't let you see the searing pain I feel inside, because then you'll worry, and I can't have you doing that. I'm growing up, and doing so means I have to do things I don't like. If that means moving on so you can be happy, so be it. Just know that I will always love you. That it's okay. It's okay to leave. I'm used to it. You wouldn't be the first. You wouldn't be the last.