Algo Novo

Overcome

It feels incredibly painful to choose between what you know it's best for you
and what you want to do with all of your heart.
It's like choosing between getting fucked up now or later.
There's no true winning,
just fucking loss.

It was hard to let you go, D.
Saying goodbye when all I wanted to do was stay,
and lean towards the feeling of just... liking you.
It felt lacerating.

Like I told you,
I know I deserve better.
But my heart isn't that smart,
and all it wants is you.
Only you.

But we're so different when it comes to the important conclusions, right?
And you would never, never insist
knowing that the price for it all could be just hurting me in the end.
Don't get me wrong: I thank you for that,
even though part of me just wishes that you didn't.
Even though part of me just wishes that you would have stayed.

Against the odds, and even your own beliefs:
I really like you, baby.
That's really hard to overcome,
but I have to.
Or else I'll just drown.

No good would come out of me trying to covince you of a vision that is only mine.
Our divertions were what made me like you at first,
but I couldn't fight it:
now, they are what terminates us.

I'll miss you.
And mostly,
remember of you kindly.
Cause, as much as I currently hate it,
you've worth it.

You've definitely worth the overcome.