First , our promises turn to dust. Every single one, slowly loses its meaning because you never intended to keep it. Shrouded in disappointment, I held my tears in. The hurt felt so real , but I never showed it. My vulnerability allowed you to leave a scar , one that will always remind me to never trust again.
Second , the drift. The distance between us grows more each ticking second. I ran into the sunset while you ran into someone else's arms. He followed his heart while I followed a trail of light in the darkness. Our memories was evanescent , just like the cold July nights when you used to lay next me reassuring me constantly that everything's going to be okay. As we were drifting away , everyday was a discovery of different degrees of pain. 1 degree being how much of me I have given up to someone who didn't love me and the highest degree is knowing that I deserved so much better than the hands that once held me tightly yet I still miss you , even as we're drifting .
The third , the turmoil of feelings . From here. I spend every night thinking about you. About the memories that still flood my mind or how it really felt different without you - grey and dull . I drown myself in sad songs , and write poetry about you , the one who left me in the dust. My love turned into disappointment, and disappointment turned to anger . You weren't worth it.
The fourth , The adjustment. Here , I have to adjust to life without you. I have to paint the blank spaces with bright colours and stitch up the wounds you left me with. I deserved so much more even though I still miss you. But I knew, I missed myself more, the happiness and the most beautiful parts of me that I lost while loving you.
Lastly , the acceptance. Time heals all wounds by replacing them with new wounds. I soon moved on to face even greater challenges but the lessons you taught me stayed . Sometimes , when we really love someone we have to let them go not because you don't love them, it's because maybe some souls aren't meant to be together .
