Wishing to say it

I think I forgot to say a couple of things, or maybe much more than just a couple.

I always wanted us to work, always wished it was you and me, that we belonged to each other.

I gave my all to make it happen, but my efforts weren't enough.

I always chose you, above family and friends. But I don't think you ever went through that.

Until I finally chose myself, and realized I couldn't keep collecting scraps of love. I couldn't keep waiting for you, couldn't change your priorities, and couldn't keep longing for things that would never happen.

Pride was always greater than us.

I will always carry an eternal sorrow, because we never worked out.