It's hard to just stop the love. To burn a line across it's path and say "No more, Love. No more. You're not allowed to go any further past this point." My love has always been strong, and this love was some of the strongest so trying to stop it is taking everything I have.
I'll do it. As uncomfortable as some of these moments are I'll do it. I have to. I respect too much not to. I can feel the happy underneath it all and most days I am with it. That doesn't mean that I still don't have dreams. I still don't wonder and I still don't think.
There wasn't anything I could do. There isn't anything I can do now. He holds the cards. All I can do is accept and move on. Accept and move on.