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Confusion in my current situation in life

So damn much confusion, the promises, the hopes, the dreams.

Dreams shattered and now we're trying to pick up the pieces of our broken lives.

You promise, I wait, I watch, I hope.

I see, I don't know what I see. You sit, I sit.

We talk, we fight, we argue, but we don't accomplish, really.

I hope that I was right, I hope that I was wrong, I hope that I start to make sense.

I hope that the butterflies go away and that we both smile again.

I hope that I don't regret undoing what I did.

Make me not regret it, make me glad I did it.

Make our lives good again.

I love you. But we need to do this, and do this right.