03 April 2015

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To be honest I have always thought that when I got here you would be beside me but I messed up every chance of that happing ...

And even after all these years I've always held the belief that some how , some way fate would let our paths cross once again and we would make up and rekindle what we had. 

As luck would have it ,I'm here and you might as well be on the other end of the cosmos .While our story is playing itself out in an alternative timeline.

I take full responsibility and blame for what went wrong with us , regardless of some transgressions on your part that I suspect. It is solely because of me that the final chapters of our romance have been written.


I was insecure , I was childish , I was manipulative , I was selfish and you still stood by me .

 I was distant , I was closed off , I did not show up for you how someone who loves someone should , even cheated on you twice .Still you forgave me and poured all your essence into us. 

My behaviour only served to drive a wedge between us and you finally left. 


Honestly ,I fought the good fight to keep you in my life but living in two distant cities , being broke and other areas of my life falling apart really made it impossible to go all in.

Even after our separation ,I never saw a future where I get here and you are not beside me , enjoying the fruits of my labour .


Now that it has happened , I need my heart to let you go to feel comfortable with my new reality. I will always love you from the bottom of my heart .Condolence for the lose of your brother , selfishly I wish I had been there for you .Congratulations on the baby , she's so cute. I pray you get all the love I was to cowardly and childish to give you .



With Love 

R



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