I didn't go there to say good bye, but in a sense it's what I did. I've been meaning to have "the talk" for a long time now. I knew that things were going too fast, too far on some occasions and in the end I was always the one hurting, wanting more and getting less. I've never wanted something so much knowing that it would always be intangible to me.
You changed me, the way I think, the way I view things. You made so much better, but at the same time kind of made it worse. I was okay before I met you, at least I would like to believe that I was. Now I'm not so sure anymore.
I did what I said I was going to do, what I had to do in order to make me better. I let go... I know that I'll be okay, eventually...At least I hope I'll be...
I wish it could be different, wish I didn't feel like we are never going to be the same again, but I know that's how its going to be. I can't look at you and not like you, I can't talk to you and not miss you, I can't hug you and not love you.
I already miss my best friend, it's what you became to me. The one I looked forward to hearing from and seeing the most besides my princess each day. I wish it could be different, wish life weren't so cruel sometimes.
I want you to be happy, I know you will be. If you ever need me I'll still be here for you, but I know that you won't need me and I have to be okay with that too.
I'm going to be okay...I think...
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