I can still love him, and let him go. I had no choice but to let him go. I do have the choice to continue to love, despite losing him. In fact, losing him only made me realize how much I do love him. How much, I couldn't have realized... until I'd actually lost and let go.
I believe that when someone truly and sincerely loves someone, that love never really ends, regardless of what they may choose to do. Unconditional love, despite circumstances and situational things.
But, I could've been a better man along the way. I could've changed sooner. I could've sobered up sooner. But, the past is in the past. I changed for the better, he never changed at all. He was the same man the entire time.
I don't blame him for letting me go, I'm surprised he didn't do it sooner.
I'm willing to admit that I was probably impossible to love.
My sweet, lost love, Brian.
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