I never hated you for leaving , I was just envious that you could . Because I desperately wanted to be one of those people who could pack up and leave, forget everything and create a new identity for myself, to have a chance to re-do all of my mistakes. But I never could, I’ve always cared to much, Unable to just let it all go and move on.
Listen, if you’re going to leave, that’s fine. and I know you promised you wouldn’t 5 months ago while I was crying into your neck, but I also know that sometimes it rains even when it’s not supposed to and sometimes boys kiss girls they shouldn’t and we tear flowers out of the ground just to watch them die and things change, so I understand if you’re done.