I wanted you to be mine forever. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. But everything fell apart.
You destroyed me.
You were enjoying in making me miserable, you were enjoying in my pain.
I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me that you stopped loving me. Why do you keep killing me?
It would have been much easier if you had just left.
You literally dragged me into hell. I was just going insane. How can you treat someone you used to love like that?
My life was a nightmare, our relationship was a nightmare I couldn’t get out of.
I don’t get how you could be so much of a jerk and think that it was okay.
One minute you loved me, the next I was nothing to you.
And that was killing me, day by day.
And then one day you left. Your leaving broke my heart, but it was such a relief to get you the hell of my life.
We had some good time, but now looking back at it, you had the mindset of a 10-year-old, and you weren’t ready to commit.
I’m proud of myself because I keep living, you broke me, but I’m happy again.
I enjoy in my life which is full of happiness.
And I know, one day I will find someone who will deserve my love, and who will love me as much as I will love him.