For good.
I think.
He says it was a difficult decision to leave me.
Indeed.
It is the same for me..
It was a difficult decision to leave me.
Call it death.
Call it new life.
Call it pity.
Call it whatever you want.
I just wanted to let you know
That I know what it means now
To be happy when someone else is happy.
It's strange how words come back to bite.
You realize it's love when you lose it.
My fancy notions of love,
Those two conditions
Failed.
This is love
It's not pathetic
It is love.
Because nothing has melted this stone
Nothing has made me so unselfish.
I just want to see him smile.
If he smiles without me
If he explores the deepest chasms of his soul without me
If he is fulfiled without me
Then so be it.
I know not if I will write
Because I wrote to bring him back
But I don't want him to come back
But I want him to come back
Only if he will be happy.
I just want to see him happy.
Even if it is without me.
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