I’ve stumbled across little snippets of my memory of when we were together. Recollected thoughts became reasons why I loved you so much back then. Bitter sweet goodness comes to those who can find themselves mature enough to put their past behind them. Like a little album that you’ve set aside till it came to it. You know when you start to remember everything without feeling so much anxiety. That is all. I used to love you as a partner, but I will always love you as good friend.
We established it.
Bitter sweet compassion.. it end it, but we’ll always love each other regardless of what the future brings. Let us focus what’s making us happy and right now you make me happy. I’d hate it if one day I take that happiness away. Pft, there’s still room to grow. We got this.
I can’t talk about my feelings anymore. I’m not allowed to see my friends without hurting someone. I can’t even see them through a little chat room even if I wanted to. A single text would, I’d be glared to death. I’m trapped I can’t. I cant. There’s too much to throw away… I want to keep the people that makes me happy, including the activities that makes my life feel worth it. I can’t. .. without hurting you.