The fault was never yours in the first place. You never asked me to fall, yet I did. You never promised me a large floating bouncing ball which would break my fall, I just always hoped your love would. I was wrong. But don’t worry, it’s not your fault. Maybe, I miscalculated, misinterpreted.
I never knew how strong I was till it was time to set the clock of our love, my love, to a stop. I thought my world would come crashing when I saw the word “baby”, referring to someone who isnt… Me. Well, my world spiraled a bit but it’s still as strong as ever. I spent 3 years on you, not any more. I spent 3 years on the fictional world I created of us, don’t ask if I regret It.
No, I’m not broken, Just a bit down at the moment. I know I deserve better and we were never right from the start. But I thought, it wouldn’t matter…
Anyway, it’s time… it’s time to put three years worth of practice, to show that love to the one who deserves it first of all- the face I see staring back from the mirror.