Sell my soul to make a profit, all I have to do is make believe.

Love that song.

And I realize that I don’t need him in my life for me to be a person. I can be anyone I want to be without defining myself in him.

I realize that I will always love him, I will always want it all back, but in the end I know what’s right and it’s not this.

Someday, I will understand.

And that is when I will stop waiting for you to come around again.