Part 1

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"You get boring easily" that what they say. To them , I move on too easily, I put the phone down too fast , ignored the texts , reject the calls and move on to the next guys so simple. To them , I treat a guys like they are the flavour of the weak. To them , I am the girl who leave. But, I was the girl who stayed. I was the girl , even when the things get rough. I was the girl who stayed even when the text get lesser, the calls short and rough, and the night no longer exists. I was the girl who stayed even I was treated badly, I was the girl who stayed even when I knew I had choice to walk away. But I became the girl who leaves. I was became the girl who could care less the heart she left behind. I became the one girl. Text constantly , trying to make plans , and I dismiss them one by one. I became the girl who doesn't give a second chance to their feelings , rejecting them and leaving them. I became the girl who leaves. I wasn't the always that kind of girl , I used to be the girl who constantly gives second chances even when they don't deserve it. I used to be the girl who will take the guys back if he would only just apologize. I used to be the girl who let her guard down so easily that just could come in , say a few sweet words and have my heart handed over to them. I used to be that girl. I used to have my heart on my sleeve all the time , putting in so much time and effort into every relationship even though it was not reciprocated​. I constantly​ held on faith and hope , trusting that things will somehow work itself out and I will have my happily ever after . But things don't always happen that way. With every heartbreak , I began to realize what I want and what I deserve. With every piece of my heart taken and throw away , I began to build a wall around the pieces left to protect myself, guard myself with walls so high no one can get around it. Locked my heart and throw the key far away. I began to trust people less and was so sure that everyone who enters my life will eventually leave, so I became the girl who leaves , before I'm left. But I hope that someday I'll meet someone who make me stay and throw my ego away.

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