"She isn't waiting for you. She done and said that you guys shouldn't save yourselves for each other right? So enough being the so-called "good guy" in hopes that you would get with her again. It's a waste. You know that. You know that damn well that if you keep being this way, you're just going to waste everything. And what I mean everything is, everything. Time, energy, yourself especially. This feeling or hope that wanting her back, shouldn't be here no longer."
Yeah, I know that. But what if I was right. What if she did waited for me. Waited for me to grow and come back again.
"She would've said or given hints. She is happier. You prayed for days like this. You wanted life to be better for her without you. She already has that. If you were to screw your whole future for someone who probably doesn't even care, I myself will straighten you out. You did so well this year. You learned on how to cope alone. How to be stronger. Don't you ever depend on anyone again. You know what happened last time."
Yeah, she did too, didn't she? Coping alone, days without end. And she turned out to be stronger. Stronger than I ever was.
"And now is your turn. She had her fair share of your relationship. She laughed and cried. And now she is in a so much better place. You deserve that too. You deserve your time with the Sun. Your turn to shine as bright. So please, let this go. Let her go. Let the old you go. The kid that cries at night when Life got him by the neck. It's time to stand up and get the dream we sought for. Remember, you owe this to yourself."
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Poetrysome short stories, self-proclaimed poems and presumptuous writings