The fight is over

I haven't talked about it, really. For the longest time I kept this to myself. I think I got used to it. Keeping this in secret.

I have finally accepted it. It's over between us. No words from your end. It's okay. Maybe, you just don't want to deal with it now, or ever. Come to think of it, this thing has been going on for half a decade. At least now I am more at peace with everything. I have given what I can. I know I can give more. Really. But I know I gave what I can with what was given. Fair enough.

I am more sad with what has happened, though. I thought we could stick through this. Weather this. I thought wrong. What we have wasn't as strong as I though we had. Really, the saddest part of everything that has happened was to realize this.

Yes, maybe I am still in denial. I am still hoping things will turn out between us. By some twist of fate you realize that we could be together. Or, maybe it's just wasn't meant to be. It's your call.

As the song goes. I know you'll meet someone better, would you still think of me? If he would hold you like I did, would you run back to me? Yes I know these things shall pass. Gave all this time still we couldn't last.

Call me stupid for feeling as if I came from this "make believe" relationship. It just feels that way. Because when you love, we're allowed to be crazy sometimes. Because with crazy, we get the courage to leap, to risk, and to lay it all out.

I will surely miss this.

No regrets.