Being who you are will never be enough.
And even though I warned you
That I wasn’t all you dreamed of.
You still blamed me once you realized I was right.
But I was the one who you broke, who you shattered into pieces.
And here we are.
You far away, I don’t know where.
And me still here. But glued back together.
Somehow, time does heal. But I haven’t forgotten.
What you did to me and the way that you changed me.
And I still think about you sometimes.
It just doesn’t hurt as much anymore.
And I still worry about you sometimes.
But I have accepted my fate---
     You can’t take care of anyone who isn’t willing to let you.
And you cast me aside and continued on. Probably to do incredible things.
And while I never thought I had anything to forgive,
I now realize that I am worth more than the things you said about me.
And I am stronger than you will ever know.
     I’m not what you want. But I like being alone.
I do care. But I’ve moved on.
And that’s that way of life.