Fed Up Much?
It is finally happening. I am finally starting to move on. It is evidently painful and overall awkward, as it is necessary.
I could never be that brave. I wish I could. Oh well...I can, but I won't... Ever.
If I look and act aloof, I am not being rude, I am just desperately trying to move on.
You have always had your life, although, for a minute, I thought I could be part of it, and you could be - somehow! - be part of mine.
Just bear with me for now -- and my awkwardness. It will pay off at the end.
In the words of MF - "...I am trying to see the light..."