Lately, I get to see you. It feels so weird. I never, in my life thought Id look at you and feel relieved that I dont love you anymore. Feel peace, in knowing that we are not together. I never thought Id be able to look at you and feel anything other than love.
All I can remember is these two kids, who where madly in love. These kids who did everything for each other, who were best friends, who had so many stories and new adventures ahead of them, together.
I sometimes have a hard time understanding how is it that those two kids are now gone. Where´d they go? And always, my biggest question is, why? I loved you too much, I found comfort in your arms, in your words, in your companionship. I knew we were meant to be. Even in the worst of times, even when you left. I knew. I was sure. How come I stopped being sure? Is it because I reached my limit? Is it because Im starting to heal and demand more form you and from myself? Or is it because I know deep down, that even if I never left, you would never come back?
Maybe you will come back. To me, to us. But will it be you? Will it still be the boy that I loved? The boy who was vulnerable, and loyal? Will you still love me then? Would I?
I know deep down I havent let you go, or I wouldnt even be asking myself these questions. Or maybe I have let YOU go, and not that boy I used to love, who is gone forever.
I will let him go, I promise you that. But you have to let me, let him go.
All I can remember is these two kids, who where madly in love. These kids who did everything for each other, who were best friends, who had so many stories and new adventures ahead of them, together.
I sometimes have a hard time understanding how is it that those two kids are now gone. Where´d they go? And always, my biggest question is, why? I loved you too much, I found comfort in your arms, in your words, in your companionship. I knew we were meant to be. Even in the worst of times, even when you left. I knew. I was sure. How come I stopped being sure? Is it because I reached my limit? Is it because Im starting to heal and demand more form you and from myself? Or is it because I know deep down, that even if I never left, you would never come back?
Maybe you will come back. To me, to us. But will it be you? Will it still be the boy that I loved? The boy who was vulnerable, and loyal? Will you still love me then? Would I?
I know deep down I havent let you go, or I wouldnt even be asking myself these questions. Or maybe I have let YOU go, and not that boy I used to love, who is gone forever.
I will let him go, I promise you that. But you have to let me, let him go.
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