It's time
Laying I'm bed. Thinking about how much my heart has changed since I first met you and where I am today. How far I've come since you moved so far away. How much healing I've endured. How often I used to push back all the memories, good and bad, trying to convince myself that I was done. Well i was in denial. But now I have overcome this monster called love. I have beaten it with a greater more significant feeling. Self respect. I know what I deserve now. I don't accept less or more. My eyes are pealed for the one now. I don't know what he looks like. For some reason I still see your face sometimes. It's getting easier though. I am out of denial. I may not be able to fall out of love with you, but I sure can keep my head up high and learn how to be without you. I've been so torn up about it. My heart is so tired. Now it's time to rest. Rest in the fact that every little thing is going to be alright. I can finally wish you all the happiness in the world and truly mean it. I'm no longer wishing for silly things. Lets face it. You and I were a long shot. We had our fun. Now it's time to move on. It may come a little (a lot) easier for you, but I'm taking my time. I'll admit that I have cold feet. But God is holding my hand every step of the way. No matter how many times I stumble. We both know how clumsy I am.