I've been cleaning my dress for stains here and there. There came a point when I stopped cleaning altogether. I didn't bother even if the stain accumulated. I watched how molds even formed and what patterns they made. It's been 2 years of swallowing our own pride and pointing fingers who's going to clean the dirty laundry this time. Maybe it's about time that we do our own laundry. Let's face what has accumulated there. Maybe you're not coming back. Maybe I won't be waiting for you anymore. Maybe things are okay the way it is today.
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I'm too tired of waiting for you to come clean with your own addiction. You got too tired of helping me get over mine. I thought we were lovers in our own little world but someday we got to face the real music. We weren't listening to anything but lies.
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I cannot be there for you all the time. I also have my own needs. I realized that I'm not the same without you but I'll be fine without you.
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We had 2 years to heal our wounds and recover from all our quarrels. Maybe I could live another year without you. Yes I have another year to come clean with my dirty laundry. All the years we've spent will always be crazy/beautiful memories. Those afternoons were more than just solid drugouts.
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Sometimes life is shit and sometimes you have to be okay with that.
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