I want to send you a message. I want to hear your voice. And then I stop myself and remind myself that it wouldn't matter. It's over. It's over because I said it was. Because I got tired of waiting. Tired of not mattering.
You can have a twin flame and not end up with them. The thought stabs through my heart...but it is what it is. You can't make someone love you and you sure as hell can't make them be with you.
I would say "maybe next life" but there is no next for me. I have felt for a long time that this was my last one. I don't want to waste it.
