If you would have asked me five months ago where I thought I would be by now, I would have thought I’d be with you, by your side, living life with you. But life changes people, and people’s lives change. And you changed. And it hurts. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so bad.
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Tired of fighting; arguing. Tired of remembering the way things used to be. I’m tired of wishing and hoping I could move on. I just want to move on already. I want the future to start now. I want to be better and to not dream of you at night; to stop pondering why you left like that.
Even with you out of my life; you’re never fully gone.
I’ve finally gotten to the point of “fool me twice, shame on me.” It makes me sick to realize this but I know things will get better. Today I realized we never really were a “we”. I could see an “us” but you only saw yourself. A heaviness is in the pit of my stomach again and this will be the last time. I can honestly tell myself I’m finally done. Done second-guessing my choices. Done being on your back burner. I deserve so much more, and I was so wrapped up in your antics that I lost sight of that. But now with it in view, I’m moving forward. You’ll regret this. And I won’t.