Just so you know, it is so hard for me to do this. I’ve spent many nights over thinking on how to stop thinking about you. I’ve shed a bucket of tears every time you made me so disliked. I’ve spoke to my closest friends to express my pain of being ignored by you. But I want you to know that it ends here. No more over thinking. No more over thinking. No more tears every night. And for my future stories, it won’t be about you anymore. I’m letting my feelings go because it is slowly killing my soul. I’m losing my happiness that is used to burn so brightly inside me.
Thank you for making me realize that I deserve better. Thank you for making me question my self-worth, I am working on it. Thank you for letting me enter your life even if it just the outermost layer while I’ve let you enter my core. But the one thing I’ve wanted to thank you the most is you triggered the story teller in me and pushed me to love myself more. So, thank you.
For the last time, I want to say sorry. Sorry for being so clingy and needy. Sorry if I assumed that you like talking to me every time that’s why I call you every chance I’ve got. Sorry if I’ve fell to deep in this pool of emotion when all you’ve wanted is to chill and just enjoy the heat of the sun. I am so sorry.
Someday, I know someone will enter my life and loves being in it. Someone will enjoy listening to my stories, hearing my jokes and listening to the songs I like. Someone will call me just to know how is my day going and will cheer me up if it is not so well. Someone will text me good morning and good night with a smiley. Someone will appreciate my stories and be me for more. It’s so heartbreaking that you never did but someday, I know someone will see my worth.
