It’s almost been a year since a boring, cold, rainy, day caused you to fall on his lips. Again shattering my world. It’s been a year since thrown drinks across a lawn were accompanied by screams of senselessness in the middle of nowhere at 2am. It’s almost been a year since I left that all behind.
It’s been 5 months since I promised myself to move forward and stop peaking over my shoulder towards the past. My fears and self loathing have come to and end.. And all I want is a truce. No relationship, just the common knowledge that our mutuals can live and breath knowing war will not ensue ever again. Knowing we will never have to coexist again. We can pass on the street, if the opportunity ever arises, and not be the wiser of the other. No more need for the he said she said.
Let’s let it go. Become who we can be. Never again uttering each others names with drink on our breath, to anyone who will hear the nonsense.
The hate that was heavy on my heart not so long ago is nowhere to be found. I do not wish horrible things for you. I can truly say “all the best” and Really mean it this time.
I’ve come out of hiding, but not for anything more than a truce.
