I took a hard step back and thought of what you mean to me. Over the weekend I woke up with migraines, still hateful, still feeling remorse, still envious of you meeting new people and brewing coffee with them which is originally our thing, while I am busy trying to save my team from its own destruction.
Even if the good things weigh more than the super bad ones, I cannot help but look at the real picture. And remembered the reason why I looked for somebody else. I can never demand for your time because its someone else's time.
We will never be what our feelings will be. Real or not, in the end, I am here and you are there. A relationship built out of chaos will always end up in chaos. Though I could never guarantee that the good ones end up good, each ending has to end because it is no longer serving you.
I hope to keep my faith, courage, and strength to be the better person here. Help me be one, please make things easy for me.
