The last few months have been a roller coaster of emotions I've had a hard time dealing with. Here's why.
Try as I may, there is no way around the fact that I felt out of love with the person I was once committed to love for a lifetime (yes, the same that promised not to break my heart and ended up doing just that).
I wish I could say it was just because of one big thing, that there was one set reason why - like getting your heart broken. But that is not the truth. It is never that simple.
The truth lies somewhere between all the little things we spend half the time ignoring, and the other half worshipping. Things that on their own are petty and meaningless, but together have the power to break the deepest and strongest of bonds.
Our bond hadn't been strong for a long time. And, in Ed Sheeran's fashion, crumbled like pastries.
The truth lies somewhere in the fact that we grew apart for too long to still know how to do so together. Like two lines that were forced to run parallel to each other and now can never cross paths again.
I don't know what the real truth is anymore...
So I walk alone once more. But then again, there is this little voice inside me whispering that, perhaps, I've been doing just that for a while.