A year and a half ago I met a man who made me believe in love again.
And last night, I let him go.
There’s a lot I could say but today I feel small and quiet. I can tell you this though: I am grateful for every moment The Fella and I shared.
The rest is mine to keep.
“We made a plan that was subject to change/So whatever was it works out we both get the blame/In the arms of this low. . .” -The Swell Season, This Low