He breaks my heart. Not because he is with someone else, it makes no difference; because he is not with me. It pains me to know we are not together. It pains to me to think we will never be together. We are only friends as long as we see each other, friendship don’t always last. Given time friendship strengthens; given time friendship weakens.
Given space, we both fade in time.
Was his girlfriend everything he wanted? Or does a little less do for him?
Who am I kidding with the rhetoric? A little less will do it for anyone on the planet, in fact the ones with a little less would probably consider them selves fortunate in having found what they have. As for the rest of us, we end up miles off the line.
It is not about her falling short. It is: am I that bit more?
I love him so. I love him not.
If we can be friends forever but never more, I will gratefully accept the offer. What can I say? I’m not there yet. I’m not there at that stage of my life where I am capable of recognising my life-long friends. When trust is gone, barriers come down like that.
I guess intimate relationships are what we sign ourselves up for to give until the end. We aim to sustain through the rain, through the fall, through the seasons into the night, be the hand on offer in the cold and stormy weather. Perhaps love is just another part of our diet. It is the devotion to the sustainability of a relationship.
There it is; I have said it. He is ten times better off with her. It is not about how you feel towards the person, you give into it. He has already made the choice, when you come to age life is just too short to be making new starts.
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life should not be too short to make new starts.
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