Better Destinations.
This isn’t going to last, is it? He is going to leave. That is how things go. That is how my life cycles go. I’m not meant to be anyone’s permanent. I am just a passerby. He has better destinations. He has better things for him ahead. He deserves better. He deserves something more than me. I am okay with being his temporary. I am okay with being his anything. For so long, I wanted him to see me. Now that he has, I’m afraid that he will see something he doesn’t like. I’m afraid that he will see all of me. Then he will leave.














