Her, not me

Sometime's doing my best is too much to handle

Oh, The "Honeymoon" stage of a relationship. This time it was shorter than expected

I've tried to be okay- not too pushy, not overwhelming as I've been before

Short messaging every day, a meeting once a week, not sprinting to anything

But life, and other people, don't have to follow my plan

Yesterday she said it's too much, and that she's not there mentally

And that's okay, and I appreciate the honesty, but it makes me think that even if i'm doing all the right stuff in the right order, I still can't control the outcome

I find it humbling

So i think I'm okay for now, and surely she's okay, and I'm happy that I can proccess that and live with that, and look for the future