It’s been one year.
One year since we swore that we would remain inseparable forever. It’s been one year since the bullshit began. I look back now, and I laugh. It’s crazy how much can change in so little of time. It’s been two months since we’ve had a decent conversation-it’s been two months since I’ve been unhappy. You taught me a lot about people and about myself. You helped me change for the better, and you taught me that the seemingly sweetest people are the nastiest out of everyone. I’ve deleted everything. All that there’s left to do is throw away everything you gave me. Of course I’m a little bitter-bitter that I dealt with us for ten months. At the same time, though, having been with you makes me even more fortunate for the relationship I’m in now. I wanted so badly to be with the wrong person, which makes me love the right person even more. So thank you, thank you for making me realize that I deserve better than what you offered. That’s one thing that you were right about-you don’t deserve me. Good riddance. I know that when you think of me, you’ll wish that you didn’t lose me because I’m the best that you’ll ever have.
Goodbye, forever.
