Shoelaces.

Love is like a jumprope in so many ways.
You have the high time and you have the low times.
With love, you must take risks. Sometimes you just have to jump.
It's a revolution of emotions. It's always full circle.
Although, I can't call what I have, love.
My lows outweigh my highs. It's constant tension.

I need a remedy. I cannot feel the way I feel anymore.
I can feel my heart tearing right down the middle.
It's slow like sap sliding down a maple tree.
What hurts the most is that the one I have proved I would ride for has chosen to never ride for me.
He regrets the times he has because I chose to leave him.
I left him because he believes there is nothing wrong with him, so why should he change?
He doesn't realize that in a relationship, no one is ever perfectly fine.
You spend the remainder of your relationship fixing and adjusting the things that make you and your partner incompatible.
Last time I checked it was called 50-50. Not, 25-75 and I expect a 100% on your end.
I'm feeling bitter right now, but nonetheless, calm and collected.
I guess somethings just aren't meant to be.
It's hard to move on because when you've done wrong doings by God, how is it guranteed that he has someone or something special waiting for you in the long run?