i sit there for hours after you leave, stare straight ahead, and think. how did i let you go so easily? how did i manage to nod, smile, pat your hand and say "i understand"? how did i promise to step back and let you go free when all i wanted to do was to hold you tight?
why did i have to be so rational and so mature? why did i have to put myself in your shoes and look at everything through your eyes? don't i matter at all? is what i want so worthless when against what i think is right?
can you come back and tell me that you didn't believe a word i said? that you know i don't want to let you go?
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Damn us!
Why can't we do it the way we want, instead of the way that is "supposedly right"?
Why should we be so "understanding"?
And once again: did I write this, I wonder? Am I really going crazy or is it that we just are going through the same thing again?
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