Holding back
I realized that even if i didn’t mind, you were holding me back.
I wasn’t being fully myself.
I stopped living my own life to adapt it to your needs.
And probably you did the same.
But yet, we were so happy together…
I don’t see how could we be so wrong. I guess our bubble of fantasy would have exploded at some point anyway… No matter how I/we wished it to stay the way it was…
But still I want to believe it wouldn’t have been impossible for us to be happy together forever…
And I’m still debating whether if it’s worth it to try again or not.
It is true i’m living wonderful days but after all, the pain remains… Sadness overcomes me and I’m all alone.
I still have no hope, and without hope, there’s nothing left.
