Simply Irrelevant

When you love someone, you trust them. When you love someone, you want only the best for them and you do what you can to help them get there. You don’t see a future without them, you don’t think about how life would be easier without them. But that’s how I started to think near the end of the relationship. I started to feel like things would be so much easier if he wasn’t my boyfriend anymore, I wouldn’t be crying every week or stressed out over some high school bitch. Every day after we got back together, I felt the distrust grow and become stronger. So when the night came he broke up with me, I was shattered and relieved at the same time. It hurt like hell, don’t get me wrong. But after two weeks of laying in bed crying and taking washroom breaks at work to break down in a stall, the relief came at me all at once. I soon realized I didn’t have to worry about being hurt or being stuck in something I no longer wanted to be a part of. I stayed because I thought my love for him was so strong that we could get past all our problems. But when it ended, I realized I checked out months earlier.