I got tired of…
Writing about you….
Of being caught in this endless….
Story…
Where I couldn’t find…
Closure….
There was always a part of me…
Back then…
Wishing for a second chance….
As the memories played over…
And over….
But I don’t live there anymore….
Willingly….
Confidently….
Closing the door….
I don’t feel the need to…
Revisit the past….
I don’t want to find any reasons…
To make it last….
What happened….
So long ago…