Skip It

My head is telling me this is the right thing to do, i know that. And of course, my heart is saying different. And I'm going to do what my head says because everyone on this planet knows its the right thing to do. But this whole sitting here missing you, hoping you miss me too. Going through all the good things we did, and the many many bad things we also did. Hearing, Listening, Seeing things that just have YOU all over it. And the part where i sit here and wish and hope your not off with someone else, telling them your secrets, your stories, the stuff I only knew. Can't I just skip this part? Like really? Can't I just be in that stage where i look back and think 'What the hell was i thinking' or something like that. But noo, not going to happen. I keep telling myself, i can do this, i can do this. But turning around and running back is so damn tempting but i have to do this, right? As much as i need you gone, i need you there just as much. Goodbye. Be good. I love you brodie.