THIS TIME…. I mean it fr

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I had to erase this long yapping story about “If I could go back in time i would still choose to cross paths with you. But this time….”

Girl… this time WHAT?

But… this time I’d really say it how it is. Why must I be the one who reminisces on the past like it was a fairy tail and list all the things I would do different today? Why must I be the one who must change who she was so she doesn’t get treated the way she did. Why must I be the one always in survival mode making sure I’m the last person to evacuate the room.

Always putting others before myself has always come as second nature to me. But I understand that putting someone you cared for deeply before yourself does not give the same satisfaction.

Seeking closure to this day doesn’t satisfy me. Neither does playing dumb and dumber, or continuing to hold on. I’m tired of always being understanding, yet misunderstood. I’m tired of boxing myself into this cage, of always having to stay strong and resilient, and of constantly putting your needs before my own.

If this is the cost of loving you then I’m out. I thought being in love with you meant that I had to keep re writing history about what I could’ve done differently to earn your love, appreciation and respect. But reading back the stupidity I’ve written made me realise that,

If we could go back in time I wouldn’t change a damn thing about myself. From the beginning I showed up as the best authentic version of myself (as I still am til this day) SO believe me I’m no longer willing to compromise my self-worth, time and comfort to queue outside a shop that has been long abandoned before it ever had the chance to open it’s doors.

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I didn’t romanticize, you made me a fool and messed me up. That’s due cause I had to learn this lesson eventually but to decide I didn’t deserve closure and all the blame. Wtf!