The worst part about life is realizing that the people that make you the happiest can also suck the life out of you. Loving them is exhausting and trusting them in painstaking. When it’s bad, you curse your stubborn heart and wish to erase the past two years. When it’s good, every single episode of your soap opera was worth it. You choose to remember the bad in order to move on and lick your wounds, but everything reminds you of the good. You’re always 1 step forward, 10 steps backwards & forever in a downward spiral. You’re addicted to their manipulations & false declaration(s) of love. You know the truth, but you look the other way because you run off high hopes and a loyal heart. & you try harder to get them to get you to believe them than they actually try to make you believe.
Cheers to 1,000 chances, bad addictions, cowards, & selfish lovers. May they stop letting their fears, addictions & own selfishness control their lives.
I love you, but I’m exhausted & don’t believe you anymore.