I don’t knock you for making your decision but now I have to make mine and we’ll wake up some days wondering how life would’ve been if we were together, i’ll still feel a pang of loneliness overwhelm me and know youre feeling the same. You dont go around looking for the perfect one but goddamn when you find that one life makes you work for it and sometimes its just too late. Enjoy your union. There are aspects of your personality and of mine that we refuse to bring out in each other, we avoid the ugly side of ourselves, we avoid jealousy we avoid ego driven action, and the ones that came close to our hearts we overwhelmed with our hesitancy to open the gates once again. They pushed through and chose to remain there even when its raining, pouring in the angst of love and its confusion. Now i know this man isnt you, but i know we’ve grown to understand love in a different way, no i’m not settling, i am accepting what life has handed me to work for. And i know you love her but not in the way that makes you grin when you hear my name and take a deep breath when reminiscing. I love you so much I want you to make this work, because no matter where we are and how far apart we’ve distanced ourselves you’ll know the love remains. it’s our turn to teach another to love this deeply. as long as the sun is shining for the moon to reflect its light we will be just fine.
“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”—Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via larmoyante)