i let you in,
but now i have to let you go.
i have to let you go because you hurt me far more than you made me happy.
i loved who you could be,
but i got stepped on one too many times.
and life is too short
to try and help people that don’t want to be helped
to try and make people realize what they already know
but aren’t ready to admit to themselves.
to walk around with dirt on my face
pretending that i am ok with you being in my life
when you brought me down so often
that losing you felt like more of a relief than a loss.