Rin

I know. I've always known. We broke up.

"I love you" - maybe those words were never really about you.
Maybe they were just my ego, rewriting itself.

I fought with you in a dream. We went to the ocean together.
Then I woke up, and the loneliness was right there waiting.

But you - you're standing tall now.
Quietly building a today that doesn't need me in it.

If there were a version of me who could stand beside you with his head held high -
I think we'd have maybe a 1% chance of becoming something beyond our dreams.

Just once more. Let me say it one last time -
that I'll keep loving you.

I know. Right now, everything I call love
is just hurting you.