When you love someone who doesn’t deserve it, it feels like you’re watching yourself from above.
I know better than to tolerate your mistreatment, but like a car crash I can’t divert my gaze.
This hold on me that you’ve had for entirely too long is not due to any qualities about you that could be considered even remotely special.
I know you are no good, but still thoughts of you linger in the back of my head.
I thought about you today, and I almost said hello.
But doing that would lead you to believe you still have some form of hold on me.
You see, for a while you did. I loved a person who did not deserve it.
But when you love someone like that, you eventually come to your senses.
It took a while to fall back down to reality. But I am here and I am better than you could ever imagine.