september 5th

i'd love to say, "even after all of this i'm still here for you." but i can't be. this is the love i have no choice but to let go of. i'll still think of you from time to time, but it's something i know i have to stop doing. i'll walk out the doors one last time and i can never come back to you. so ill hang my head and cry and just thank God i didn't kill myself over all this. and i think that's enough of a victory for me.