I wanted to show you around Japan. You like traveling, I like Japan. It would have been perfect.
I knew I wasn't your type but I still thought we would be close friends for a long time... I guess I was just someone to talk to until you found the man of your dreams...
I trust you. If I were to make a list of people I whole-heartedly trusted, it would be less than 20. Probably way less
If I try to move on, I will probably destroy some poor, unsuspecting guy in the process, and that's just not my thing. So I stay stuck
Well I guess that kind of closes the door on that chapter for good.
I felt like I was over you, and then I was tugged ever so slightly back into your gravity.
That exchange, however, was pretty much confirmation that I have no business or reason to hold onto what was already there barest, fraying threads of hope.
I'm sort of glad, to be honest. I'd already closed the door once, only to peer through the keyhole this time and wonder.
Perhaps I did that to finally get one more glimpse before I board it up completely.
You’ve known me for ten days, and even though nothing happened, in a way you know me more than anyone else.
People who are meant to be together find their way back, they may take a few detours, but they're never lost.