I was drunk and alone last night.
Nay. I am with my phone and depressive thoughts.
I read our conversation thread.
From my first "Hi" to your last "Good bye".
And mine.
How sweet our first weeks were.
Honeymoon phase, they called it.
There were snags here and there.
Nothing we can't work out together.
Or so I thought.
You said "I will love you no matter what"
I replied with an "I will change for our sake"
But did you stay and loved me?
But did I change to keep us together?
We're at fault, you and I.
I keep cycling through Kubler-Ross' phases.
Denial the first week.
Bargaining and depression the next.
Anger most of the time but not acceptance.
Not just yet.
I believe we have to both get through this.
For you to finally make you realize how to love yourself.
For me to enjoy the beauty that Love offers.
For us to grow into mature social beings.
I want to believe these.
I have to.
I must.
If I want to move on.
I should.
I will.
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