it's over.
you're really gone.
we're done, and i can't do anything about it.
i'm at least happy you've found a good person, though.
i hope you two work out.
i'm done holding you back,
chasing you,
keeping you all to myself.
it hurts.
like letting a bird from its nest for the first time,
but i believe we can do this with just a little time to think.
i miss you,
but we can do this.
we can do this without each other.
