"Well I can't explain why it's not enough
Cause I gave it all to you
And if you leave me now
Oh just leave me now
It's the better thing to do
... It's time to surrender
It's been too long pretending
There's no use in trying
When the pieces don't fit anymore
The pieces don't fit here anymore."
Last night. I literally gave up. I will not put up with the crap anymore.
I'm tired of being the only one who is trying. And the only one who works to keep their word. I'm sorry. There's just no other way. I want to be happy. And even more, I want to be happy with you. But, I can just tell that it's not worth it anymore. I know, well, more like I hope, that one day my life will go back to being normal. Like the way it was before "us". To where I can be happy without you. To where I can trust other people. And to where I don't worry about what you would think that everything.
Though you don't know it yet, I deleted your number last night. Mostly because I don't want to have the urge to call you or text you. But also because I want you to want to talk to me. Therefore, I now cannot get ahold of you, unless you try first. I deleted all of the calls that we had. And all of the voicemails, and voice-messages. All of the texts. Gone too. Which go all the way back to April. (I've never deleted a single one...)
Even your facebook. That'll probably be the only one you ever really know about.
But. The single most hardest thing that I had to do: put away your shirts. It literally almost killed me. Oh well.
Let's hope for the best now.
