If I stay with you, none of my dreams will come true. I dream of travel and I dream of lending my hands to disaster relief, to activisim, to loveing someone to ultimately love the world better. I see the distruction and the peoples obsession with money and being better than another. You dream of suits and cars. And a house wife.
I dream of freedom and faithfulness. So I will cry for a couple of months and I will hide from the world for a while. I will feel stupid for not seeing it coming and wonder why giving you my all wasn’t good enough. I will regret not telling you off and go over every word I should have said when u told me to find someone else.
I always tell my friends, he may not tell you, but he will show you how he feels about you. When he stops posting pictures of you, and you start wondering if he still finds you attractive cause you can’t remember the last time he said your beautiful. You might not have noticed but he’s stopped saying he loves you. I missed all the signs but I wouldn’t have thought them signs until you said I must have known love is gone.
Everyone goes through heartbreak, this is my turn in the ups and downs of life. “What about all the times you insisted you wanted to marry me, when marriage was not something I thought of but you made me consider it? What about the kids names you picked?”
-“That was a long time ago. It doesn’t count”
“So you wasted my time?”
-“it was only two years”
Better now than when I’m older and fat with your kids, too old and afraid to follow my dreams.
You can watch me cry and break for now. Soon you will watch me win and live my dreams – dreams you never knew I had.