Somebody loves me. I know that he will never mean harm to me. I know with him, I will always feel the endearing sense of security all of us is searching for. Deep down inside, I love him too.
But here I am, liking someone else. Things have happened in the past that is stopping me from taking his hand to forever. I feel I have done my part. I have given everything I am able to give. My heart has grown to like him even more, however my mind learned from the painful past. I have decided to choose myself.
I chose to walk alone this boulevard of broken dreams. I cannot say I am happy, but I can say I am content.
He doesn't deserve this. Not at all.
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