We had something strong.
We had something rare, something untouched. One of those relationships you wonder if are actually real, or just a dream.
We had it all.
We could've made it far, you and me. I loved you.
But people change. Time changes us.
Whether we like it or not, the world changes us even if we're unwilling.
You were changing.
It started slowly. Little things. But I caught on quickly.
I prepared myself.
I knew what was coming, I knew it was near. I thought I was ready. I really thought I was.
Then, one day, you left.
Nothing big even happened. You just said you were done, and walked out.
I don't know what to do.
I'm struggling without you. It gets harder as the days go by.
Sometimes I think about going to your door.
I think that maybe you'll take me back.
But you never will.
The world changed you. And as much as I hate to say it, maybe it was for the better.
I can only hope the world will change me too.
There's a chance the world knows what it's doing. And although I'm not ready, things happen. And I'm hopeful that something will happen to me.