So this is it.
So this is the moment when you realize that there was nothing left to the carcass of your relationship before you even accepted that it had died.
This is the moment when you see the txt drifting off. The endless one sided conversation become lonelier and lonelier.
This is the moment you see that you pushed out everything you had until the last drop and that maybe it wasn't as selfless as you'd intended.
Maybe you did give with expectation of return. But what truly is a relationship if not that. A give and take.
Did you really live in such a fantasy world that you convinced yourself the two of you worked. That you worked. That you were functioning.
The best you can do is pick up that heavy piece of luggage known as the vascular work horse of the body brush it off and try not guard it with such angst.
Then again this entire act is that of angst in itself.
I'm gonna make like Elsa and "Let it go"
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