Today I realized I love you and you love me despite the fact I met her first, and you now have him. We aren’t together and that’s okay. I am a bad man, maybe your not the best of ladies. We shared a moment, your name is now written across my heart. I am managing to stay afloat. Words were shared and now I understand. Truth speaks louder than pain. So here we are, no longer lovers and not quite friends. To the world we are less than strangers. I know you though and you me. It’s an odd world we live in I suppose.
Secrets are hard to keep and love hidden even harder.
We are not for each other and it’s okay.
I am no longer sad, I am over joyed that someone does what I couldn’t, but I won’t be forgotten. Perhaps my vanity knows no bounds and the not forgotten part means the most to me. Who am I kidding of course it does.
Damn don’t know what else to say. Pretty sure I had some redeeming moment planned that’s pretty lost at this point.