For the Best

Telling myself it's for the best. Repeating it to myself. Wanting to fix things but telling myself it's not a good idea. I've hurt him too much and long enough. Fought for a place in his heart long enough. I have my place but not the same place he has in mine. Acceptance has to start now.

Out of sight, out of mind. No communication. Just wishing him all the best. And hoping I'll be ok real soon.