He broke her.
She gave him millions of chances.
All she ever needed was three words, I want you.
And she would've thrown herself into his arms without hesitation.
But now she's older, matured.
She grew up and moved on.
One day he will wake up and realize what he let go.
He's always loved her.
But it's too late.
He pushed her away so far, that she can't come back.
No, not this time.
She's happy.
Finally.
She's happy.
The tables have turned and now he's the miserable one.
The one who gets the sleepless nights, anxiety attacks, breakdowns, etc.
He will finally realize all the pain he caused his innocent girl.
But there's nothing he can do about it.
Not anymore.
He walked away.
And now she's not coming back.
So when the boy with the tear stained face, walks down the street.
Don't pity him.
For he caused his own pain.

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