They say there’s one person in the world made for everyone. A soul mate?
What if its not all its cracked up to be?
You fuck it all up. You let them go.
Every relationship has its ups and downs. A calm ocean doesn’t make for an experienced sailor. But what if you walked away when the ocean made waves, when it got too rough. When it wasn’t enough.
Now I’m growing as a person, getting older, wiser and perhaps more experienced…
Now I can look back and see what I’ve lost.
I won’t make the same mistake again but I’ve walked away from something which was once very special to me.
I always miss you.
At nights when I go to sleep, when I’m alone and my thoughts consume me.
& I know I destroyed it all.
& I tell myself it was for the best, but I guess back then I couldn’t see what I had. x
This dissertation will be the DEATH of me.
There is wind. Far too much wind. Makes me want to hide inside…
Being at uni = lots more lie in’s than being at work