timing never seems to be on our side. we exist in the grey, the in between. the moments in time that are just us without thinking about all the reasons we would never work. 3 years later and I am still in love with you. 3 years later and I am still not enough for you. maybe someday our timing will work, but until then I can’t be hurt by you again. I need you to leave so I can move on. go back to the city.
you will always have my heart.