I think I need to put some space — breathing space in between all these.
I don’t want to relive my failure a second time.
Doing that once is enough, I have learned my lesson.
Let whatever falls from the tree falls.
If you need me , find me , call me.
I don’t think I need to look for you.
I can sense that you’re orbiting out of my space.
Maybe I am invading too much of yours.
As of today, sad as I must say . . . I think I need to leave you more by yourself.