A year has come and gone. I remember everything like it was yesterday. I’ve accepted it. This was where our story ended. I don’t wish you harm. I hope you’re well. I used to get sad when I would reminisce, but there’s something different about the memories with you. Letting was hard, but loving myself has been easy. Letting go of being half loved to truly fall in love with myself. I don’t miss you, I don’t think about you too much anymore. You’re still in everything I write. I wish it wasn’t true, even though you’re gone, you live within the lines I write. Your memory lingers like a ghost. You chose to leave, and I had to stay, but it was the best decision you ever made. They say you found a new love, I hope it works out for you. I know it won’t though, because how can you love her when you don’t love you? How can you give her your all when you’re missing pieces? Broken inside and still telling lies. People ask me how I feel, I’m just glad the life you’re ruining is no longer mine. You can keep your lies, your abuse, your drugs, hope she’s prepared to handle you like I did. I hope one day you’ll see how brave I was for helping carry your load, and for carrying you (literally) when you were too high to walk on your own. I bent over backwards for you, you tried to break my back. I gave my all to you, you never even said thank you. When they ask me how I feel, I tell them I’m good. Yet, O feel sorry for you, cause Karma’s coming, (times 2). You’ll get what you deserve, it sure as hell wasn’t me. I’ll find a man who will love me truly, in the meantime, all I need it me. Happy anniversary, hope you spent it well. Cause this time next year, your name won’t even ring a bell.
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AuthorReggie is a college gradute with a degree in English. She loves traveling and hopes to one day stay on the battle field for missions. Life is a book and everyday is an adventure, follow her on this journey and see the world through her eyes. Archives
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