Wrong

I was wrong. It is hard for me to admit defeat. All this time in my naive, fairytale romance. I was so hypnotized by you, Why? I thought having you in my life would make it better, but I realize now that it was just a way to disguise the truth, you were my gettaway from reality. Somethimes i blame it all on myself, but you also claimed you were in love. We weren't meant for each other, the clues were everywhere. I failed to see them, or more like I avoided having to see the truth. We were so different, our ideals, minds, personalities, the way we were raised. I do have to say that there was something there, although I doubt it was love. However, it was strong enough to go on for four years. Its time to face reality, and I feel so betrayed, so left out in the dark. I gave you pure, sincere love. I used to blame myself; maybe I wasn't showing you how much I loved you, but I understand now. You aren't ready to love someone. When you love somebody you give yourself entirely, abd I know you never did let me in completly. I blame it on your childhood experiences, your family. I know you are suffering as well. I would love to hold you, embrace you, almost like a mother. I have enough reasons to hate you, but I never will.