The last straw has been had. I need what she can't give. Tonight will be the night I tell her good-bye. Sounds easier than I know it'll be. We've been together almost 6 very trying months.
Another hopeful relationship bites the dust....It will probably take awhile to recollect myself...Every break-up, I lose a piece of me, my faith in love..and happy ever-afters...
“I am not judged by the number of times I fail, but by the number of times I succeed: and the number of times I succeed is in direct proportion to the number of times I fail and keep trying.”