I won’t be the one dedicating love posts about you.

I won’t be the one lowering my walls to let you in just to have you burn it all down.

I won’t be the one losing her appetite for whenever there’s a fight between us.

I won’t be the one who thinks about you day and night wondering what went wrong every day.

I won’t be the one who cries herself to sleep.

I won’t be the one manipulated by your hot and cold.

I won’t be the one getting myself involved in a toxic relationship.

I won’t be the one questioning my self-worth and self-esteem.

I won’t be the one second-guessing your loyalty to me.

I won’t be the one feeling paranoid about your every move.

I won’t be the one waiting for you to cheat on me like how you cheated on many others.

I won’t be the one playing tug-of-war in love with you.

I won’t be the one who has her heart broken by you.

I won’t be the one struggling to move on after our breakup.

I won’t be the one sobbing over our what ifs.

I won’t be the one listening to songs that would trigger any thoughts and memories of you.

I won’t be the one missing and wishing you were still here.

I won’t be the one wishing if I could turn back time.

I won’t be the one wishing for a happily ever after with you.

But I will be the one of the ones hoping that you have found the right kind of love that stays and grows with you.

I will gladly be the one that slipped away whilst you were expanding your collection of broken hearts.

I will be the one enjoying my life to the fullest because life is too beautiful and too short to be missing out and wasting time on someone like you.