Let’s talk about goodbyes.
Breakups are hard— regardless of the length of the relationship. As dramatic as it sounds, this one breaks me to the bone. My mind is scattered, hearts shattered. Tears are shed ever so often day and night. It was a bumpy ride from the very beginning, but we didn’t give up— you didn’t give me up. You fought for us. I did too. But eventually, the universe pulled us apart.
You were full of surprises. You got me smiling from ear to ear. Kisses were stolen as our fingers intertwined underneath the duvet that we shared. You whispered sweet nothings. Didn’t think i’d share a connection with someone I’ve only really known for a few months. The way you talk, the way you laugh your heart out, the way you kept me safe in your arms, the way your eyes lit up when you get excited over silly things. You were enough to make me stay.
It was us against the world. But nowadays— I started to think you’re getting used to the idea of not having me around. You’re distant. Replies got slower and slower. The attention you gave me doesn’t seem as genuine as they were before. I once believe, your love was real and your feelings were sincere. The thought of me was fading away. You kept walking. I was hurting in the back of the room. Tears fell more frequently. As I see your smile from afar— I wonder if we’re not so different, would you be by side every step of the way? Would the people around us be happy when we’re happy?
You are the greatest thing that has ever stepped into my life. I have no regret knowing a wonderful human being once belong to me, once kept me safe in his arms.
I love you. Always.
