As I sit here and reanalyze the two chapters I just read for my marketing class, I suddenly had the urge to blog.
I know I’m guilty, but knowing that I’m not the only one makes the feeling less severe. Double guilt. I don’t do enough to let those whom I love so dearly know that I appreciate them with the utmost of me. Everyone is getting an awesome Valentine’s surprise.
The second I found it in me to forgive you for all you’ve done, the easier it was for me to let you go. I’ve always known, all this time I’d just been too stubborn to accept it. They say opposites attract, but our differences pulled us apart instead of bringing us closer together. You live for the moment and I live for my future. I became tired from always pushing you because I realized I couldn’t help you any more than how much you were willing to help yourself. I haven’t been happy lately and when I look back, I don’t know if I ever really was. Saddest fact. I’m not bitter nor am I angry, rather I’m happy being able to finally accept that we would never work out. It took one year, but one year is better than later.
You will never understand that me wanting more for myself is my biggest motivation. It’s not a curse, it’s not my downfall. One day you will finally see that you’ve been living the same routine for ten years. Only then will you realize that you’ve settled for everything in life. And only then will you want the same thing I crave for right now; more. Nevertheless, I hope you’re happy with every decision you make thus forward in life. I hope you find someone who can be even more patient than I was with you. I hope you find someone who can push you even more than I did, nag you less, accept and understand you more. Lastly, I hope you wish the same for me. You’ll always be a part of me now as I am a part of you. I know you never asked for it but if there’s anything I’d want you to know, just know that I forgive you.