"This isn't perfect world. He's not going to wake up tomorrow and be a hopeless romantic.
He won't have a grand epiphany and realize you've been there all along. That he screwed everything up and will spend his whole life trying to make it up to you.
If he hasn't seen you yet, I mean really seen you, seen your sparkling emerald eyes and the way your hair looks in the moonlight, the way you'd take your own beating heart out of your chest and hand it to him yourself if you had to... he'll never see it.
He's not going to wake up tomorrow and love you.
I know you want that, so badly, but this isn't a gooddammed fairytale...
so now, you have to let him go."
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Poetry"Things don't always work out the way we hope. You just have to pick yourself up and find a new direction to go in." - Joelle Charbonneau
