I took a moment to reflect on what our relationship was
And i laughed. Just a slight chuckle that i really couldn't help.
I didn't mean it to be cruel....actually, i didn't mean it all that much because at first i really didn't know what went through my head that was so funny. Then i just thought of it over for a bit and i looked back to how i felt after i broke up with you.
At first, it was a sense of dread and accomplishment at the same time. Something i had to do, but something that wasn't going to be easy when i started.
But after that i walked away feeling light. Like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Like i was free. Although, now i type that and feel like a jerk. I don't feel near as bad as i did the first time we broke up and really i don't feel a shred of regret but i cant help but feel a little bad when you hate me.
That aside, i do feel free. Not in a "You were my curse and i had to get you out of my life" free but i feel like im less held back. When it came to certain people, things were great and you weren't a burden. But when it came to my true friends, you were just keeping me away.
One thing i've understood with the very few relationships i've had is that love fits into your life. Your lover should fit with your friends. Not just get along but be one of them. This is the case especially in young love.
We cant keep fooling ourselves when i don't belong with you.