It meant more to him than he showed. He wanted more but couldn't have it and that was tearing him up inside. He always struggled with that from the beginning. He always wanted more of me and to give more to me but circumstances and obligations prevented it. When he couldn't give more, it became a burden he had to bear... One he didn't need. He loved me too much. Just like he always told me. We were never going to make it long term but at least we tried. We were meant for each other in another universe. Without all the boundaries there would've been no drama and without the drama we would've been so blissfully happy together. But that wasn't our reality and it ate at both of us in different ways. We both knew it was going to come to this. I wish I could've seen him in person one last time... That's my only regret. Then again we never could keep our hands off each other so maybe this was for the best. I'm so thankful it ended in words of love and kindness. I will keep those words forever. They will forever push me along. Push me to do better, to be a better person. 5 months of loving him feels like a lifetime. I have so many amazing memories of his love and friendship to carry with me. I can't even be mad at his choice even if I think it was a little premature. He did what was best for him... Something he put off doing for months because he didn't want to hurt me. He didn't want to break his promise. In my book... He never did.
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