One moment he was everything, another moment he was not.
I was told, “Sometimes you met someone because you needed them in that moment, they were never meant to stay.”
I met him when I needed him the most, failing relationship with my family, lonely, and he came like a light in an end of a tunnel. I was happy – he treated me like a princess.
Perhaps, I was romanticizing it, but, it was true. He fixed me when my world crumbled until I could finally stand on my own again. Sadly, our relationship was painfully losing its color.
I keep blaming him, I was blinded with my own pain that I didn’t realize, I took him for granted too. Some said, “It was right, you were getting crumbs and you should demand more.” He tried, the world suddenly isn’t on our side, blaming his incompetency felt better than blaming the world not being on our side.
I was fire and he was tree, I burnt him to the ground and he let the flame rage on. Maybe he finally realized, that the fire wouldn’t die. I wouldn’t be at peace until both of us retreat – How could I? He was the one putting me back together, how can he let go of me and shattered me again?
I was wrong, he wasn’t letting go for me to shatter onto the ground, he was gently putting me back in my place to where I belong. A girl I was before I broke. He needed to grow back, needed to find himself back too.
Because while fixing me, he didn’t realized that he was cracking into pieces too.
It’s fine. I accept it. Maybe one day we will meet each other again, in a better, fixed, version of ourselves.
