I’m tired of change.
I’m tired of people changing.
And I’m forcing myself to accept the change instead of fighting the change.
And I know that whatever I do, I have to make sure he comes first. My needs and wants are nothing; they can wait. I have to cheer him on, I have to make sure he’s happy, even if it means killing myself to do so. I have to be proud of him and be a good girlfriend.
Throw away your own desires, because remember that he’s more than you boyfriend- he’s your best friend. And that you’d do anything for him.
You’ve done that before.
You can do it again.
For eternity, if so.