“But you’ve stopped texting me at night, and then you’ve stopped texting me in the mornings, and now you’ve stopped texting in the day, and finally you realise why; “she’s become a burden.” You consider and you think and you debate. And you come to the conclusion that ‘this’ won’t work for you, that it needs to end. Poof.Just like that, my heart broke; the depression was right. I am alone once again, because you’ve finally pulled your heads out of the clouds long enough to realise that I am the cloud. Clouds make things grey. They rain, drench everything they touch. Drowns the best of us. You realise this, and you tried to trudge along a while longer with me. And whilst I try my very best to make myself everything you’ve ever wanted, a cloud is a cloud and cannot change its path. All I can do is drift with the winds, and try to not stay anyplace long enough to bring others down with me. I guess I lingered too long, I’ve become toxic to you, and I understand why you want to bail from me like you would a sinking ship; just know you made my day that much brighter whilst it lasted, and bought me solice like I thought I would never have. Thank you, babe. It was my mistake to be greedy enough to think my happiness could last forever, and that we could last that little bit longer as well.” #moonlovers🌛 📸 @unviajede2