Thanks for blocking me, because honestly, I was never going to be the one to do it. I was never going to give up on you. I was going to continue fighting for you, for us, for what we could potentially become. I was going to keep chasing you and chasing you until my heart couldn’t take it anymore.
Even though watching you walk out of my world hurt like hell, it was also a relief. It was a wake up call. It was a warning to stop caring about you, stop thinking about you, stop wondering about you. It was my permission to move on and find someone else, someone who would treat me better, someone who would suit me better.
Thanks for blocking me because you sent me mixed signals for such a long time, but now you’ve finally given me an answer. You’ve made it clear where you stand with me. I no longer have to guess what’s on your mind, whether you’re interested in dating me, whether you’re secretly pining after me and wishing we could be together. Now, I know your feelings aren’t as strong as mine. I know we were on two completely different pages. I know we’re never going to be together. I know it’s time to start the healing process.
Thanks for blocking me because now there’s no more temptation to scroll through your pictures, to like your posts, to check up on you, to message you, to try to win you over. Now, I don’t have to see your face anymore. I don’t have to experience a sinking in my stomach when your relationship status changes again or a pang in my heart when you post cute couple photos. Now, you’re out of sight and out of mind. You can’t lead me on anymore. You can’t hurt me anymore.
Thanks for blocking me because I already wasted too much time on you. I should’ve give up on you a long time ago, but I was stubborn. I liked you too much. I didn’t want anyone else. I only wanted you. But now I know that is never going to happen. I know my only move is to move on. I know there’s someone else out there for me who is going to value the time we spend together. Someone who is going to run toward me, not away.
Thanks for blocking me, because even though it’s hard to admit it, we’re much better off without each other. Now that you’re out of my world, a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I don’t have to worry about impressing you anymore. I don’t have to worry about chasing after you anymore. I don’t have to worry about trying to be enough anymore. I can simply be myself. I can focus on myself. I can learn to love myself. I can stop focusing so much of my energy on a relationship that was never going to work out and start focusing on things that matter more.