I wanted the horse.

There are times in when you just know that enough is enough. It happens to us all, in all kind of different situations in life. When we feel that this is not okay anymore. It doesn't mean that we weren't okay with it before. It just means that at this point in this situation this is not okay. There are points in relationships that comes to this. Points were one person can feel that this, what we have, or sort of have, is not enough. I stood there. I felt it. There was a time were a text message, a phone call or a casual night was enough. It was what I could get and it was enough. I don't regret. Nothing. It made me happy. I wouldn't trade the messages, the calls, the nights, the laughs or the cryes for anything! But it's not enough anymore. I know it's likely you'll read this. I know that you'll know it's about you. I know that this is the easy way of telling you. But you're the one who told me. Don't write for others, write for you. And I am. This is universal. It's for everyone. But most of all this is for me. And I'm saying I want the horse. I want the horse or it's nothing at all. No more with this that has been. The time has come, to be the knight in shining armour. With flowers, and chocolate (and alcohol cause me and Soph seem to have drunk it all) on the magnificent black horse in the sunset declaring that living without me is not living at all! And even if you come on the horse I can't promise to give you a chance. But that's were I stand. I wanted the fucking horse, and without it this has to be good bye.