She kept saying that it wasn't anything, I'm fine, it's nothing. Over and over again, she kept repeating it. I'm fine, it's nothing. I'm fine, it's nothing. And I kept asking what it was exactly because it was expected of me and at the time I really did care. But after a while I grew tired of always asking the same things and getting the same answers. You can call me a terrible person, you would probably be right in saying that, but I held on as long as I could, I did. Whether you believe me or not, I tried to help her. But there comes a point where you need to let go and move on. My love is still freely given to her, I just no longer ask those questions and she no longer waits to be asked.
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