The moment that you declare that you no longer care
even though you know, deep down, that you still do
but you've reached the breaking point where all the caring in the world couldn't make you stay,
The very second when the tears have dried
because you've cried the same ones
time after time,
The minute it hits that the whole thing is a lie
and those truths that he told were half- hearted,
Realization, and suddenly enough is enough.
We've all experienced the wanting... thinking we were through with someone only to find ourselves right back in their arms. But once you've 'danced that dance' enough times.. wiped enough tears out of your eyes, it hits you.
And the one time you get up to walk away, you know that it will be your last.
Strength.
