I've been going through a breakup that seemed like it came out of no where, but really just had built up over time.
It reminds me of my marriage.
How long I let it linger, until I was in a place (literal and figurative) where when it ended, I would be able to move forward and heal and be as okay as you can be in that situation.
There are all these memories though.
The memories of all the little moments that made it all worth it.
That made me seize the moment no matter the cost.
They catch me in in the dark, sad, wistful moments.
"Don’t hold your breath,
forget you ever saw me at my best
You don’t deserve what you don’t respect
Don’t deserve what you say you love and then neglect"