Just a few days back, I needed to say goodbye to someone who was extremely important to me. Someone I liked so much. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But this person wasn’t making me as much of a priority as I was making him. His actions were not as loving as the words he is sending. I gave him several chances to show me how much I meant to him, instead of just telling me. I gave him several opportunities to treat me better, but he didn’t. I've even given him the time to think about the condition that he wants me to do was so irrational but he never realized it. So it was becoming more and more painful to have him in my life than to release him.
And he did said we needed to say goodbye. He thought I wouldn't but then realized its time to let go.
Believe me, it wasn’t easy. We had amazing chemistry, a strong friendship and a soul connection I hadn’t felt with anyone else. That special bond, along with the fact that I am an extremely loyal person, made me cringe at the thought of saying goodbye. But one day, he stepped on my heart just a little too hard and made me cry just a little too much, and I knew I had to walk away. At least for now. For my own sake.
I’m in mourning right now, and I will probably feel the pull of this individual for a long time, if not forever. And while I don’t know what the future holds, I do know that I must treat myself with kindness and respect in order to make sense of what happened and decide how to move on.
They all say that the best revenge is to be beautiful and I think I've given that saying a tad to much. Here's the result...
