even though he was the one who ended things I was the one who chose not to be friends because one day if he moved on it would crush me I think that's why they say, all good things must end I know I loved him more than my life but is this life of mine worth giving and now that he is gone and were not close is this life that I have worth living I made so many promises to him we said forever and always when we dated but now it seems there is no for ever all these outcomes I hadn't even debated but what do I do now that were done do I try and live out my life do I forget I ever loved you dearly and let someone else become your wife?
A poem I found from someone who messaged me which reflected what I thought she was thinking .. :'c not my work.