Growth
Never have I expected to outgrow you. Nor ever once the thought of you leaving would become a dream come true.
It was true, I loved you.
Or, just like my psychologist said, it was never you in the first place. Maybe, and I quote, "I just love the idea that I created about you."
I let you go, Boo. I let go of my selfishness, I let go of my anger, I let go of my unmeet desires.
It was never been easy to move forward, not when you left me with such a deep wound. I finish my grievance. I chose peace within myself.
The idea of you would always fill the void inside me. The holes that were not there, yet now you left it empty. I was never incomplete, Boo. You did not complete me, I am complete, and always am. Yet trapped in a lengthy complicated cognitive dissonance.
I blame your apathy, your logical fallacies, and your egos. I was grossed with the reality that I never needed you.
I thanked you a lot in the past, yet appreciation was never your choice. I would stop thanking you, my genuine heart has grown too precious for people like you now.
I would choose to be happy too.
You are just part of me, but here, I give you credits.
You were my best friend, and only God knows what would happen next.
Till then, I appreciate your courage to leave me.
A*sh0le.
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