I shouldn't have asked her to get on my bike; I shouldn't have wanted to take a ride with her; I shouldn't have dreamed about spending as much time as I can with her. When she hesitated, Ignored, rejected, ridiculed, created excuses, I should have taken a step back. I should have had the strength to accept when I realized there was no love there. I should have taken a step back, yet I stayed too long. So, I had to fall apart, and right now it hurts me exactly where I used to hold her.
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