Things seem to be falling into place.
A form of stability even.
I meant the last request. I want to live my life, like we never co-existed with each other.
I don't understand why not let it go.
I'll never move back into a similar situation, my conscience won't let me.
I told you I was different.
I am not in a hurry to move on, I'm just moving on what feels right.
He feels right.
I'm happy, until I am reminded you still want to breathe around me.
I'm over you. It's sad that you don't understand that.
Wishes don't come true. They lift your hopes up, for a higher drop.
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