I remember the day I met him. He was so charming and funny. There was this glow about him that pulled me in. When he walked into a room everyone stood up to talk to him. He was this man who couldn't contain himself. He was the one for me, I was so sure.
As time went on it got harder and we grew apart. I chose to stay, try and remember what we had in the beginning. Soon he became torn between being here and missing out on all the opportunities that life had to offer a man so wonderful. In that way I understood him. And I loved him. I loved him. I still love him.
So... I simply let go.