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.