finally realizing something is over is the most refreshing feeling ever.
its like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders and i dont have to worry anymore.
im growing up, moving on, and making my choices for me. <3
finally realizing something is over is the most refreshing feeling ever.
its like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders and i dont have to worry anymore.
im growing up, moving on, and making my choices for me. <3
(via kyli-e)
There comes a point in time where you just can’t take it anymore. You find that no matter how hard you try, and no matter how much you want it, some things are just not meant to be yours. It’s so difficult to even figure out what you want in the first place…and then to have it all completely out of your reach…now that’s rough. I could say I don’t know what went wrong, or how it got so messed up, but I would be lying. I could also blame this all on him and say that it’s his fault were not going to be together, but I would be lying. The truth is we both messed up. And deep down, I think we both knew that we weren’t going to work. We are two very different people now, and no matter how much I wish that we could just set aside our differences and be together, I know we can’t. It’s so sad to think that there is no more me and Sam…that we will never be an “us” again…but it’s the truth. Today when I saw him I felt like everything he said was exactly like every other guy that has tried to get with me in the past year. It didn’t feel real anymore…it felt…like he was using me. Like every guy has this year. I hate that I can’t distinguish between someone who’s being genuine and someone whose not. On the other hand, maybe Sam wasn’t being genuine. Maybe he was just being like every other guy…after all that’s what he wants to do next year anyways. That’s what he’s always told me. I don’t believe that this is fair at all. And it hurts so badly. But honestly, there is nothing I can do about it anymore. I can’t sit here and pretend it’s okay when it’s not. I refuse to let myself feel like this anymore, and I refuse to let him walk all over me. You cannot say “I love you” and “I want to marry you” and then fuck someone else. You just simply cannot.
We are perfect together, and I just wish he could see that. We can be happy together, I know it.