Sometimes you just gotta move on with life. After years of a relationship, there comes a point when you realize you've been busy chasing a mirage. A waterless, painfully bland mirage. It had given you hope. A picture of happiness. But only temporary. No promises. And you've been blind enough to chase it through the hot desert, dwelling in what little joy it gave you for the time being and then disappearing, leaving nothing but ashes of the heart.
The truth hurts. It's a damn killer. Slices right through your heart when you have to give up on something that you hold so close to your heart. But at least you are forced to face reality. Lose your dreams and open your eyes permenantely. To see what you are actually going through and to accept with every ounce of your willpower. The situation is never going to change. No matter how much you start living in your dreams. It is just never going to change.
So find happiness in what you got. That's something to believe in. Something to look forward to. And instead of trying to make the impossible work, try and make normal life happen.
I'm sorry for all the heartache. I'm sorry for loving you much. I'm sorry for fate.
