History of my Life

ou just waltzed back in my life like you deserved to be here
or something. You could have come back anytime,
anytime
before now. But you waited and waited. And you know
what? It's too late. I kept waiting for you to come back, and
you didn't. You never came back, until now. Anytime before
now I would have welcomed you back with open arms. But
you're too late this time. I gave you more than enough
chances to make things right and you didn't.
I opened myselfup to get cut wide open.
I finally moved on. I'm happy and I
don't need you anymore. That's something I never though I'd say.
I'm sorry if I'm not ready to throw all of that away to let you back
in and make me look like a fool when you fuck me over. Again. I cant put myself through that again. You cant erase the past. The way
we are now, is not my fault.
I didn't cheat, lie, or push you away. You
did this to yourself. I'm sorry if you cant find anyone who amounts to
me, which you probably won't, but it's your own doing. I'm not saying
this out of spite or pity or anger even. I'm saying this because I know that
no girl will ever amount to what I was for you, what you were for me. No
girl will ever connect and feel for you the way I did. Maybe that same will
go for me. There's never going to be another guy that is just like
you, who loved me like you did. But I'm ready to move on, to
experience what else is out there. I cant put myself through what
you did to me again. I need change. If we're meant to be, we'll find
each other again one day and maybe I'm fall madly in love with you
again, just like before. If not, I really hope you find happiness in the
decisions you made, because God knows I would never have
chosen this for us. But I also cant fix what you created,
and I don't want to anymore.