It feels like I have spent the last few days standing on the edge of a cliff. Do I jump or do I walk away? Do I call you or do I move on? I came so close to jumping, but I didn't.
You were my friend but you will never be what I need. Even if that jump would mean a thrilling ride I would end up hitting the bottom and get crushed. And you're not worth it.
I realized that I am stronger that this. I can go anywhere and do anything. My choices are not just standing still or jumping. I feel the storm growing around me and it can take me anywhere. So I'll walk away from the edge, away from you, and find someone who deserves me.
Behold the hurricane.