You said it. I get it.

Lifehouse’s It Is What It Is on repeat until I chant it in my dreams. It’s high time to let go. I’ve procrastinated long enough. Good night and goodbye, baby angel. I refuse to hang on when I don’t see any good reason to. I’ve deluded myself into thinking that you at least felt something for me. You never showed me a sign. Well, no more. It’s time for me to wake up and smell the roses. Not wasting my breath in the hopes that the odds will be in my favor.

I asked for a sign before, and I got it today. Was it too close for comfort? No matter. Thank you for that.


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