I’m driving myself insane trying to wrap my self around the thought of how any of this can be okay. Like I just wanted you to understand how it feels but the whole time, you already knew. The sickest part about all of this is the fact that it’s already happened to you multiple times and you know how it feels, yet you’re sitting back doing it to somebody else.

I’ve finally accepted the fact that you’re not good for me. The two of you are truly meant for each other and I wish you the very best. I’m glad that I’ve hit my realization stage and it’s a weight lifted off my shoulders. Loyality is a must and if you don’t have it that’s fine, but I just can’t surround myself with that.