Cliché as it is before you love someone else, you should learn how to love yourself first.
But what I want you to remember most is the moment you turned away. The moment you decided that this wasn’t going to work. The moment you shifted your gaze so you didn’t have to look at me. The moment you saw me crying and said nothing. The moment when everything changed.
But every time you made a choice it was never me, so I had to learn to choose myself.
It’s about time to finally let someone else seep through the crevices of the walls that I have built for myself and let a new light shine through.
It’ll irk the shit out of you, the moment she starts treating you the way you treated her.
Maybe one day you’ll understand that hearts don’t intend to break other hearts.
I can’t be your friend. Because it hurts to know where we were and that we may never be there again.
Because of you, I assume every potential partner that enters my life will treat me the same and as a hopeless romantic, I don’t want to constantly be living in fear of falling in love.
I couldn’t keep being every first hello as I was left wondering when you’d say goodbye for good.
As I say a goodbye to 2016, I will say goodbye to you too. You, the man who changed my life. You, the man who changed my heart. You, the man who showed me how to love.