they just came out in a jumble of slurs and sobs.
You always said i'd leave first, but does that count
if you sent me to my breaking point. The point
i never thought i'd come to, with all my for you
J. you gave me so much but somehow i lost the most
I am tired. I get so tired of the mixture of distance and time.
When we met it was a a different dimension. A different
cadence of our lives. I don't want anything from you
other than your happiness. This morning i felt like i got over it
I thought everything i was mad about was stress induced.
I heard your voice as i left the house and found myself irratated.
N just thinks i need time and a break from everything. I just can't
keep nursing feelings that will never be felt back at the same time.
I dont want to keep the teeter tottering of out lives.
My previous thoughts summed it up way better than i could have
imagined. I cant keep making art i hope that you'll like. You grew out
of me a long time ago. Maybe it's time i grow out of you.
ps.
I think assuming i met someone was a cheap shot. I would never EVER let
another come between us. That is something you do.
