You are amazing and great. And you’re not for me.
For the first time I will not allow myself to lose me over that. I’ll go on without having touched you in the way you touched me. And I will not live like I have not known you. I will remember you fondly and someday I’ll think of your face for the last time and it’ll be fine.
You meant something to me, you mean something to me. But you don’t mean THAT to me. You cannot. And it’s fine that you don’t.








