I guess I owe you an apology. I know I said always, and trust me I meant it, I know I did, maybe just not in the way we both thought. When you are similar to someone in many ways, expect also to still be extremely different. Small differences, but they add up all the same. We find the things we look for. Not always, but if you’re not looking for them that’s when they are the easiest to miss. Perfection is a perception. Knowing is believing, that’s all. I guess if my image of you was the water in the well, I found my way out. I struggled to keep the waters still for preservation’s sake but in the end….
Do I still think about it: of course, and to be honest, more than I like. But I guess in a more detached manner, which I like. What’s the next step? This. living life as it is, feeling lighter, happier. That’s what I owe myself, that’s what you told me
Its not like when I left I thought I’d be chased and stopped, because I guess I’ve always been the one left with the luggage of memories, not the leaver - never the leaver. And its not like you owe me any answers or anything but what if I stayed? What difference would it have made. More pressingly, this: Why did you let me go
+tagged as: personal.
