I deleted all the pictures and I have burnt all your letters. It didn't mean much to me to get rid of it all because you meant even less.
Something that you've forgotten a long time ago was that I fell in love in with you because you fought very hard for what you wanted, for something to call your own. But when it mattered the most you stopped fighting because it was too hard and too painful, because you didn't want to go though it all again.
You made me feel worthless, dismissed my mental health, pressured me into sleeping with you and accused me of giving you anxiety and after all that you said you wanted to grow old together and claimed to do anything to get me back.
I may have not been the perfect girl, I lost my way and I got involved with someone I shouldn't have. But I will never forgive you, let alone forget all the love, time and support I gave you all these years and how you evolved from that.
I hope you like the man you have become today. I pray to God my nightmares will end one day, and it will be sooner than later.
P.S. And the best part is that you will never hear or read those words...


















