Over a year ago, when Dave and I broke up I posted the first half of a song called "There's a Fine, Fine Line." I didn't post it just to be emo or hand out a guilt trip. I posted it because I hoped, one day in the future I'd be able to post the second half.
Now, I think I should. It does not signify closure, not in the least. I'm still a long, long way from that. But it does signify my realization that I can't and don't want to continue to suffer over this. It's over, and part of me still wishes it weren't. But it is. You have changed in many ways, and not at all in others. Many times I look at you and don't recognize you at all. The person I loved is long gone. I will not forget him, and I expect the memories of him will still hurt for a very long time. I can't hate you. I never have and I never will. I hold no animosity over what became of us. Plenty of regret, plenty of hurt, but no anger. I hope that the steps you have taken will be successful for you. I wish you so much happiness I can't even express it, I wish you wellness. I hope you learn something from it. I hope it does you more good than it has done me. Know that if you need me, I will be there. You are still my best friend.
I promised that you would always have my heart. And perhaps, a piece of it you always will. But I would like it back. There's someone in my life now who says things very much like what you said to me many times. Sometimes the similarity frightens me, but I believe he means them, in earnest. Whereas, with you, I simply hoped. He reminded me you cannot pass up someone for any reason, because you may just miss out on something amazing. Something important. We haven't been together for very long at all. But sometimes I catch myself looking at him, with that expression I 'd have when I thought of you. When I'd hear "It Takes Two." The only thing is, my heart's still locked up and tangled in itself all over you. You may not ever read this, but I must take it back. I know you hate me, because I'm happy. Because I found someone to make me happy. But I hope you will wish me well, and allow me to take myself back from you. Allow me back my heart. I want to have it, so that if it ever does come to such a point, I could give it to him.
This is what I want now. Most of it will simply come with time, I suspect. But I'm beginning to think Garrett is something special, and I have never done less than give my entire heart, unconditionally to the person I care about. I refuse to do any less this time and... I think this is a step in that direction. I'm glad I can finally post the end of this.
"And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...
Oh...
There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...
There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time."