For years I blamed my sadness on you.
For leaving me when I was the happiest I've ever been.
I thought that if I still had you I would never feel this empty again.
But now, I think you ended it at just the right time.
Things were already getting too complicated and I think that my happiness would have faded soon after realizing you would never not have her in your life.
Once reality started to seep in, I doubt it would have been the same anyway.
They say everything happens for a reason, so I guess I'm where I'm supposed to be.
Even though here feels a lot like being lost.