No, really, I am. Because you used to be someone so magnificent, that I got lost in it, and when you turned into something real, I didn’t know how to handle it. Yes, I am sad, and hell, maybe even close to depressed, but truthfully, I will get threw this. I may be weak now, gullible, and stupid for you, but I can’t live like this every day; battling a fight with myself. To have true love, both partners need to feel and fight equally for each other. In this love, you are not fighting, but rather watching me make a complete disgrace out of myself. I will not contact you. I will make you wonder if I can really live without you, and once you see that I can, you will crawl back to me, because you know I can be strong without you.
The only thing that I can take away from our relationship is to never let someone love you so much that you lose yourself in it, because when they stop loving you, they take a massive part of you away as well.
You have no right nor reason to hate me so much. You have no more say in my life, nor do I in yours. You can whore around like you desire but don’t expect me to wait for you any longer. You had your chance. You had your opportunities to take me back. You never apologized for any of your wrongs, and told me you were right for all that you did. Then you have enough balls to tell me that my perspectives on things are so screwed and fucked up, well look at you, asshole. LOOK at what you are thinking and what you find okay in life.
I am the best love you will ever have, and the only girl who would put up with all that bullshit. I am the best that you will ever get.
So fuck you.