Fading

There was a time I would have given you anything. My heart. My soul. My life. You were my muse, and our own story was merely beginning. There was nothing, no earthly desire that could have swayed me from your side… and you knew it. You still know it. Yet you walked away.

You expected me to wait around for your “someday,” to stand by and watch while you loved someone else, however hollow your efforts seemed. And for a time, that’s just what I did. I waited, loved you from a distance, and suffered in silence. Before I knew it, weeks turned to months, and months to years. I left that road a long time ago, and my memory of you now is little more than a shadow upon the wall. It’s times like this when I look upon that shadow and realize that our story ended long ago, and I see things now with open eyes.

All I was, was never enough. All I am today, you’ll never know.