I asked myself why am I never the same as I was 3 weeks ago and figured through days of reading and thinking: that there wasn't a proper closure, a proper talk or a proper understanding to which we both compromised.
Life has taken a toll and as the saying goes, "You cannot hang out with negative people and expect to live a positive life" that it hits too close to home. A little too close to my home.
I've come to terms that in life we will never get the closure we deserve cause this isn't a one man journey. Time will eventually calm the heart and as cliche as it sounds, we will ultimately get what we deserve at the end of life, with or without the same person. The story we start is of a choice and it always (REMINDER TO MYSELF) always will be a choice.
Do I take the blame from the moment I allow it to happen or the moment I ignore it, cause I can't tell at this point anymore.
