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The right person gonna show you that you wasn’t even asking for too much.

at the end of the day, you want to be able to say you gave your all and did your best regardless of how they behaved or what they may do next. knowing that you stuck to your morals is all that matters when it's all said and done. you don't want to look back and wish there was something you said or did. keep the flow of communication open on your end. keep it authentic, keep it genuine. regardless of how it all pans out, put your best character forward and that energy will flow back into you with ease. it will all work out the way it is supposed to.

When I feel the urge to love her again, it is like an automatic response. I can't help myself. I saw her today and immediately rushed over to dress her wounds. But I am bleeding out. I can't care for her anymore. I can't do it. But I try anyway. I ask her about her summer and try to patch her up as best as I can. I texted her that evening and told her it was nice to see her again after a few months. She tells me to go to sleep. Blood is gushing out of me now and my time is almost up but I still find the energy to say sorry before I fall. My last frail effort at fixing what has been decimated has killed me. But at least I said sorry. And maybe she can keep living on for me. Maybe she can forgive me. Maybe she will lay me in my grave and half-heartedly kick some dirt over me. Anything she does, I will cherish. And that is why I can't see her. It hurts too much and stays with me for too long. She is in my bloodstream now and she is racing around my mind. How to escape this old love? How to leave my heart behind? But young love never dies. It sticks with you like the taste of mint. On your breath, in your throat, obvious to everyone you meet, a tight sharp scent that lingers. Grasping at anything anything anything that will bring it all back. But it won't. And we must let go.