Time.

Sometimes there’s nothing left to say.
All you want now is to be left alone.
And the only person you want to heard from,
Is silent.
But I suppose I didn’t need anyone to rescue me.
From the silence.
I rescued myself.
And maybe that’s how I like it.
Because all I remember is how difficult it was,
Connecting with someone.
The absolute hardest part of connecting with someone is letting them go.
Because it feels like you let apart of yourself go.
Like a part of you isn’t there anymore.
That they took it with them.
And its not that you miss them,
But maybe you miss the idea of them.
And maybe it hurts to see them with someone else.
To see them laugh the way you used to make them laugh.
To see them love someone else more than they ever loved you.
When its not you, its all them. Right?
But maybe the problem wasn’t them.
It was you.
Maybe it wasn’t either of you.
Maybe the timing was off.
Maybe it wasn’t anything.
Maybe, not knowing makes it less complicated.
Maybe it helps not knowing,
So you can move on.
Open up to new things.
New people.
To make you feel a little less alone.