Every once in a while, I think about you and everything that went down between us. I look at your life now, and I look at mine, and I finally understand why we never worked out. Sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, there's someone out there more suited to handle your good and your bad. I’m not saying we wouldn’t have been happy, I’m saying we wouldn’t have been the greatest. So, despite the heartache we each brought into each other’s lives, I’m thankful we happened -
and, ultimately, failed.















