Love ends for all kinds of reasons, and most times, it takes a little while to get over it. But in the end, we all have to accept the truth. No matter what we thought, no matter how much hope we had for this one to be the great one, he wasn't.
It took me a little while to say goodbye. Because I wanted it to be him. So much. I was scared of starting over, of letting someone else in because I was still so desperate to hold onto to something that had been over for so long.
I couldn't see past what we had. All the history, all the memories we made together.
I never thought I would get over having to say goodbye to you but everything has changed. It wasn't over for me. I was only pretending. But, somewhere along the line, I realized a very important thing.
I was walking away so slowly, because I thought that you were following me. I thought that if I waited long enough, just let you have my heart for a little longer, that you would run after me.
That you would finally understand that I was your girl. I was your person. That you couldn't love anyone else besides me. But I was so, so wrong.
It wasn't the goodbye that hurt. It was the aftermath. The downfall.
The losing you over and over again and me being too naive to understand that what I really needed was someone different. Someone who shared the same love I had for them with me.
It's supposed to be give and take. He was the one that got it backwards.
But I have to be grateful, I guess. He taught me that if someone isn't crazy about you, if they don't do everything in their power to keep you, then they are not worth having around.
He wasn’t worth the trouble. It took me a lot of tears, a lot of falling down and falling apart. But now, I'm stronger and I'm better than I ever was.
He chose to lose me. And there's nothing he can do or say now to make me want him back.
I now can make room for someone else. Someone who is worthy of all the love and the time and the effort that I gave to him. Now, I finally understand that I deserve the world. I deserve someone who couldn't bare to lose me, let alone watch me while I walked away.