It's been Three Hundred Thousand minutes.
Long enough to seem like an eternity, although it has really only been Seven Months.
Throughout, it has taken much toil, incredible pain, and a sense of unknowing that could lead anyone to insanity.
I don't know the point of continuing this drawn out rejection,
But it will not be a relationship,
Against every fiber of my being.
Not sure why I tried so hard
At something that was not going anywhere.
Guess I thought it would.
But I realize now that no amount of effort
Could change how you feel.
And no amount of effort could
Change your recklessness.