The Ending of US

Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk everything, you risk even more.

It's not okay that you hurt me, but I am okay. I deserve more, and I know that now. And maybe you knew that inside, that you couldn't give me that yet. So you set me free. We would've been so great, you would never have wished for more than I would've given you. But you never gave it a chance. So now you'll never know what could've been.

I'm starting to learn. You can't make someone love you. You can't make someone be faithful to you. You can't control your own fate sometimes. Things happen.. good, bad, indifferent. You just have to let some things go and hope they turn out for the best. It's like falling off a horse. You're in the air and you know it's going to hurt like hell when you hit the ground. But there isn't enough time to stop it.

Maybe someday, maybe you'll regret it, maybe someday you'll think it was the best decision you ever made, but maybe someday you'll see me walking, smiling and happy, alongside someone who's also smiling and happy because he has my heart. Maybe then you'll stop and realize what you're missing, because someday, someone is going to thank you for letting me go...

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