I think, I will always wish that you were a better man.
I pray and hope you find the courage to be a better man for yourself.
Letting go of you, was one of the hardest things I’d done in a long time.
The need for space and redefining of our inner selfs,
makes me wonder if love could have fit some where
in the middle even if we wanted.
I think, I’ll always wish that you could have been a better man for me.
As we go our different ways with imprints of our last impressions,
still lingering on our skin.
You can fill the void of me, but I am not replaceable.
I think… we’ll meet again and maybe then, you’ll be better man.