I said to myself that it's over.
I forced that belief into my heart.
I looked at your face the other day and knew this doesn't feel entirely true.
What could be holding this chapter open still?
You have a house, a wifey/sugar mama, and you act as a father to her two kids.
Yet here you are when you need something serious.
My mind is 98% certain it's over.
My heart about 75%.
But my **** soul still wants to keep it's hold on what was.
I try to tell it that it's over, but no it won't let you go.