I hear rumors flying around about you. Makes me question if I was living a lie. I thought you could come to me and talk to me.
We were not meant for one another.
It’s funny how I went from I want you in my life to this.
Now I want to leave you to figure it out for yourself. You were already doing that. But now I’ve stopped wishing you’d told me, spoke your mind and heart out. May be you tried and I just wasn’t there. More the reason to believe that the universe wanting us to go separate ways.
May be this is what I’m tell myself now to put my guilt away.
May be I’m being selfish.
May be it is the true.
May be this is all a complete lie.