It is a strange feeling,

knowing how much you love someone, how much you are willing to endure, how much you're willing to give up, do, spend, commit,


and then you have those little reminders that they wouldn't do the same,
not because it is wrong, or if there is a right thing to do,

but it just is that feeling telling you,
there is no space for you here.

Leave.
Leave.
Leave.


It's a weird sinking feeling creeping you in the gaps of time reminding you that there was the potential to be amazing, but there was not enough room for me in your life.

I guess that is keeping me from spilling my heart out to you now -

or I guess how you would put it is - this is how I am keeping from drowning you in this again.


Hum.