I'd given up on you-I've tried to move on. I've found a boy and he treats me well, and I think I might love him and he may love me. But he's so far. So so far. And I've tried convincing him to seek other relationships near him and I would near me-but I think he's more committed to me than I am.
I gave him the option of freedom because I wanted it too. Because I couldn't tie myself down when I was still in love with you.
It's been a couple months since I've made the rule that's not a rule and suddenly, after all this time, you're visiting my back porch. But I can't tie myself down to you when I'm still in love with him.
And the huge tragedy is that I love you both, equally and unequally.