I heard this song when you started talking to me again last year, right around this time actually. I thought it meant something but maybe it didn't. And I'm okay with it. If I still loved you as much as I did then, when I cried at the sight of your name on my phone, then this would be unendurable pain. But I don't anymore. Which is weird to say. Usually I flip back to loving you again by now, but I haven't. It's funny. Now that you're not holding me back anymore, I'm free. I'm free. And freedom isn't as bad as I thought it would be.
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