This is the end of yet another infatuation. The roller coaster ride may still be going but I’m no longer on it. Now I can see past the romanticized view of you and there isn’t that much to see. So what do I do now? As much as I’d like to pretend that I still feel the same way, I don’t. The only way that I could fall for you was because I let myself. Well now I’m picking myself back up.

I loved you and you loved me and without the mind games it would’ve been something wonderful instead of this dramatic mess. It could’ve been so simple yet you make it so damn hard.

Wise at last

My eyes at last

Are cutting you down to your size at last

Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered no more…

Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered – Ella Fitzgerald

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