I used to dread the day that one of us would have to make the decision to walk away. I never thought it would be so...liberating.
Your words mean nothing when your actions show your true intentions.
You care? Where were you when I called you crying at 4am? You miss me? Then pick up the phone, follow through when you tell me you'll come see me.
Im not hurt. Im not heartbroken. Its just life. I can go on just fine by myself.
I remember when I thought I needed you, then it was no longer a need but a want. I wanted company. I wanted you to be the one I shared my life with.
Now I'm drawing the line.
I won't play games anymore. I won't hope that you'll keep any of your empty promises.
Im not bitter, I'm not angry.
Im just growing up, and part of that means letting go.
Like they say, why cross an ocean for someone that won't even cross a puddle for you