Counting on the days where we don’t have to say goodbye every time we go on our separate ways and instead we will be going back to our forever home together. Let’s the countdown begin, homie ❤️
These years later, I have stopped looking for answers. I know better now that their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself.
& sometimes the best way to save someone is to walk away and not seek closure. I have found what i needed and that is enough.
Random night like these, I still find myself missing you after all this years we’ve been apart. I know I shouldn’t but i just couldn’t help it. Im sorry.
I’ve died, rotted and came back to life so many times. When will you see that I am eternal? Cannot be killed. Cannot be forgotten. Its just another endless cycle.
The day that uncertainty finally ended my patience with you.
I said:
“I am so tired of not knowing what i am to you. So i decided to walk away and send my love to you through thoughts and prayers.”
You said:
“Take a step back. You’re overthinking again. I just need a little bit more time. Please be patience with me.”
And so i did. Believing every damn word you said.
Still feeling hopeful that things might be different if i’m a little bit more patience.
8 months past by.
Still nothing.
When i look back now, and i wish i had told you, i am not your patient. And you’re the worst mistake i ever made.