When do you know the end is the end? Is closure really a thing in a relationship, or we just simply close the little door in our heart towards that person in a world where love is universal, where I feel so deeply moved by each of us and our touching attempts to make it through the day without being left out?
I guess sometimes you have to push it a bit. Force yourself to shut down and move forward. Because living in the gray is not an option when so much light is available.
It’s been a year and a half now that we’ve been going back and forth.
“you cannot/ walk in and out of me/ like a revolving door/ i have too many miracles/ happening inside me/ to be your convenient option”
– Rupi Kaur
I’m realizing now that no decision is still a decision. And I have to accept your choice.
The truth of the matter? I’m just plain tired of getting my hopes high when you tell me you want me, then crying as you realize I’m not the one you want me to be.
I’ll never be that person.