With all of my heart, I just wanted it to be you.
I didn’t look elsewhere, I didn’t want to because I thought I knew it would always be you.
Now I am reading through old messages and wondering why this even happened in the first place.
I realise now, I was going through two breakups.
One at the beginning of the year and one in the middle of the year.
How do you say goodbye to someone you have loved, completely, wholly for 4 years?
It was supposed to be you.
I knew what my life was going to be
I knew what songs we would sing
I even knew the hashtag for our wedding
And then I fucked it up
And now I’m sitting on my bed thinking ‘say something I’m giving up on you’
And anywhere I would have followed you
Without question, I would have
But I guess we weren’t meant to be.
I could not give you what you needed and you could not give me what I wanted
Does anyone actually heal?
Or do we let scars scab over and try again?
What is the point, baby?
What is the point?
It’s weird, I understand I am lucky.
Lucky to be surrounded by such light and love
But my heart, she breaks for you.
Because she loved you and she wants you to be happy
Now what?