She has heard me say "i'm tired",

Heard me say "I quit", heard me ask "Aren't you getting used to this?"

For about a thousand times throughout our blooming relationship.

I was for sure became tired as hell, I was getting annoyed by her, by her prescence that I wanted to get out.

I loved her so much that she became so depedent, so clingy.

I wanted space but I wasn't sure if I'd come back to her after the time and space given for me to think.

She never gave up. 

She never thought of letting us go.

She learned to hide her tears and fears from me afraid that she would get into my nerves.

I wanted this, too. I have dreamed about us, too. I wanted her. I needed her. I loved her.

I don't think I could continue our dreams together.

She asked me, "Can you at least give me a hug? One last hug. One last kiss while you're still mine?"

And I gave it to her before I turn around and say my last goodbye.

"You deserve so much more, Sica."

"But it's you who I want."

"But I'm not the one you deserve."

A/N: Not feeling so well.