I just wish you didn't have to hurt me like that. Then I wouldn't have to regret anything - regret us, regret ever meeting you. I don't miss you anymore, not really. I just feel really sorry for the me that you hurt so much in so little time. My heart aches remembering how you told me you loved me one day, then threw me away and pretended like you didn't know me the next. How you made me countless promises but couldn't keep a single one. How broken, confused, and alone I felt at that moment and the feelings that I went through for the following months up until now. How I still loved and missed you even though you broke me. But I don't anymore. I don't love you or miss you anymore. Not because you stopped loving me, but because I started loving myself. And I did not and will not ever deserve anyone like you.
