"𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫." My bestfriend said.
We're currently on our way to the restaurant nearby.
"𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧." She continued.
The whole time we're together, referring to my bestfriend, I was distracted by what she said. It's not that I still love that boy, but the fact that really? He's better off without me?
I try my best to shake that thought and continue with the rest of my day.
As the midnight came, the time when my family is asleep, also the time that my thoughts are awake, big time! My past and traumas continue to haunt me. Eeer! What's with the sudden visit of memories?
I found myself staring at the ceiling, meditating.
𝘈𝘮 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤? 𝘈𝘮 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮?
I recalled my past relationships and how every story comes to an end. And then I realized, I lost them.
I lost someone who keeps on cheating behind me. I lost someone who keeps on abusing me verbally and sexually. I lost someone who've always been taking me for granted and giving me no respect but heartaches and sleepless nights. I lost a damn stone!
But looking from their side, they lost someone who will do and give anything for their sake. They lost me.
I guess, I am better off without them.
