Now I am heartbroken and I regret all the years I invested in this relationship.
You are everything I never knew I wanted.
I knew falling in love with you was the worst mistake ever.
“Attached at the hip” is one of most horrifying relationship diseases out there.
That was it. No more communication. I have heard nothing from him since September last year. No checking to see if I’m okay, no late night drunken awkward texts, not even an “I miss you”.
You weren’t the one for her. The right one. The right person. But that doesn’t mean you won’t be the right person for someone else.
She’s better off without you because you took too much of her when you were with her. You took too many pieces. You took too much. And you never, ever gave anything back.
Don’t meet my family. Don’t meet my relatives. Don’t hold my hand in public and kiss me on the tip of my nose. Don’t give me bear hugs. Don’t call me yours. If you don’t really want me.
Maybe she thought she needed you at first. That she needed a body to hold at night when it got too dark to see. Or maybe she thought that she needed the reassurance of a hand or a hug. But I can guarantee you, she never needed it. She never needed you.
He left for a reason. He said goodbye for a reason. He didn’t just walk away without thinking about it. And maybe he’s an idiot for it. Maybe he made the biggest mistake of his life leaving you. But it’s done. It’s final.