A heads-up would be nice.
I thought we were supposed to support each other.
That we would be there celebrating in every achievement.
Or cry with each other in every failure.
I bared myself to you.
Sharing my story with you was a no-brainer. Twisting it in that mind of yours is a different story.
I believed those smiles of yours to be genuine.
I savored those flowery words of yours as advice.
I cherished every moment with you like a drug.
Too bad it was all planned.
You, like a mastermind, calculated them all.
Your backstabbing stabbed me to the core.
You left me weak.
You crippled me with your betrayal.
That “trust” seems like a broken glass, the time that I pick it up, I’ll be wounded.
I’m too weak to fight you.
To see you.
To even plot revenge against you.
I’m tired of understanding you.
Too tired to even think of myself, but I forgive you.
I let you go in my mind, in my heart and in my soul.
Because I may never do it after today.
You win.
I have no ill intentions towards you. You win.
I wish you nothing but the happiness that you deserve. You win.
Whatever your reason for turning our relationship around, I forgive you. You win.
You were once an important person to me. A special one.
Now, you are an important person to me. A different one.
Here’s to life.
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