IDK
I'm tired of crying all night just because I can't be with you. I'm tired of waiting for you to make up your mind. I'm tired of hoping that you'll come back to me. I'm tired of denying every issue about you to everyone. I'm tired of tolerating everything you've done, behind me. I love you, but I'm choosing to move on. And once I do, you’ll slowly become a part of my past. You won’t cross my mind anymore. I’ll forget you completely. No jealousy. No worrying. No overthinking. We were never a perfect fit. I kept forcing things. Dumb me.