Shut Up I Am Dreaming of Places Where Lovers Have Wings

It's over. And I made it so.

Why am I stuck on the past where there is someone so wonderful right in front of me. You were my comfort. You were comfortable.

You act like this doesn't hurt you, and I doubt that it is. We'll never talk about it. But I hope that one morning you wake up to find your heart ripping a little at the seams. You will never understand what you put me through.

So hello heart. I remember you now.
Hello third year. You have a chance to become something memorable.
Hello fear.
Hello happiness.
Hello new person in my life.
Hello self.

Nothing will ever replace what was there - I'll always feel the same.
I still love you but it's time to go.