If tomorrow never came for me, how would you feel? Would you even miss me? I know if tomorrow didn’t come for you I would be devastated, but that’s because I love you. Am I alone in this sentiment? You claim to love me, but I only see your love when Im doing well. When Im on hard times all I see in your eyes is judgment. When I look to you for help I instead get criticism. When I look to you for acceptance I get looked over. If I were in your shoes I would never make you feel the way you’ve made me feel: like a failure. If tomorrow never came for me you probably wouldn’t even cry. Or think of me after Im gone except to say “what a waste”. Wasted time, wasted opportunities to get what you needed from me. How can you use me so easily? Maybe it’s a concept only the soulless can understand and since I have a soul I cannot.
I’ve wasted my time holding on to you. Even after you’ve
proven to be poisonous to me and cause me nothing but sadness. Maybe it’s a fear
of change. Maybe it’s a fear of being alone.
But I do know in this life one thing is certain: tomorrow isn’t promised
to anyone. My time is valuable and borrowed, and it will no longer be frittered
away on you. I will part from you taking only memories of the happiest of times
we’ve had together with me, and wish you many more tomorrows to come. It is not
in me to wish you harm, but it is in me to always care. I can no longer live in
fear of losing you when I should be worried about what you’ll do to me next.
Take care. Love always; and have a pleasant tomorrow.
