When you think it’s okay and the air is clear, but then the quick stab to the heart erases all the relief. It’s easier to cry in silence rather than fight for nothing. It will end…one day.
When you ask me why I don’t love you anymore. I will tell you to remember Thanksgiving 2009. I will tell you to remember Christmas Eve 2012. I will tell you to remember Easter 2013. I will tell you to remember Thanksgiving 2013, and then I will tell you to remember every day you didn’t work. Then I will walk away. You made me hate you. I wish you would go away and hurt someone else. Let me be single and achieve my goals.