I’m not happy , and I can’t remember the last time I was happy .
Its only fair not to blame him for my unhappiness , he’s one of the reasons but not the only reason . I’m a grown up and I should assume responsibility .
I made my self unhappy. I .
I made so many wrong decisions in so little time . You’d think I didn’t know they were wrong when I made them , but I did . Then why did I make them? Because I like testing my chances …
And I also made him the prime reason for my happiness . I made him . So I AM the one to blame .
And he’s a person, and all people sooner or later they disappoint us in a way or another . Its not his fault , I gave him power over me and I made my state of mind relay completely on him .
And he’s a person, and people sooner or later change, and while they might change to a better version, someone always gets left behind…
And that person happens to be me . Why? Because like I said , I make wrong decisions.
Whether its completely my fault or not it definitely hurts , seeing someone you love getting over you while being with you , seeing them getting used of life with a bit less of you, day by day.
It hurts seeing yourself slowly moving from the most important thing in their life to just another thing . It definitely hurts.