Dreams Over Reality

A Means to an End

- For Jenna -

- I'm sorry it couldn't work out -

I thought that everything was a lie before I met you.

Everything was a facade that continuously grew into a larger picture of hidden desires and meaning beneath the true picture.

I grew to hate the world from the past mistake I made from my previous relationship.

Safe to say you made it better.

You made me see the colors of the world in a much more vibrant darkness I decided to cocoon inside of.

A different smile from a different face.

Who knew?

Wildly enough it seemed to make sense to me.

Unfortunately we had to make a decision.

From the constantly shining sun that seemed to brighten our smiles to the moonlit world that brought out our laughter

I never lost hope despite the inevitable.

No matter how hard things got, we managed to pull through.

We fought a lot and then made up only to fight again.

I guess things were never really perfect, but somehow we stuck together.

Disagreements over small things.

Yelling for no reason.

I know it was my fault.

It's always my fault.

I'm just glad you left when you did.

So things could be less complicated and less stressful.

I'm glad that you could finally move on from me regardless of how I felt.

I'm grateful for what we had, but I'm not sorry for what happened either.

It's like you said, Maybe one day a long time from now we can click back together and be friends.

Chances of that happening are slim to none.

Thank you.

Thank you for helping me build that confidence that i needed.

I'll miss you.