A part of me wishes I could hate you because then this process of moving on would be so much easier. But the thing is you can’t truly hate someone who was once everything to you. You were 99% of everything to me. When you left I clung onto that one percent I left for myself and realized that was the problem. I gave you everything and you fucking hurt me so much. You don’t get to come around and tell me you miss me when you’re the reason you’re out of my life now. She was always in the background whispering in your ear telling you you’d be better off without me. You listened and now you want me back. No matter how much I miss you and how much I would love to have you in my arms again I’m not going back because I would be doing a disservice to myself. I deserve better. And one day I will have better. So thank you for breaking my heart. You left me no choice but to piece to put it back together on my own. And while I’m still putting them back together I fall in love with each and every piece as I go.
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