For reasons unknown, we entered each other’s lives.
We had parallel backgrounds, but did not intersect.
A chance encounter in 2010, not ready to connect.
A choice date in 2015, still not ready, but we had to see.
Five dates to feel yes before I kissed you.
Five months to feel no before our break and I missed you.
Five weeks after you let go of me before you came back to me.
Six months for the girlfriend label, another four until “I love you” atop the Eiffel.
And then… then we grew tired.
Me standing up to views I knew were wrong.
You fighting against changes you knew were right.
Did I demand too much? Maybe not enough, and you weren’t it.
Were you not ready? Maybe you were, and I wasn’t it.
You willingly let us die while I tirelessly fought to make up the deficit.
I don’t regret giving you my love, but am angered that love isn’t enough.
For reasons unknown, I still love you.
For reasons unknown, I still love you, but finally don’t want to, anymore.
For reasons unknown, we exited each other’s lives.
Someday, we’ll know.