The Heartbreak, The Goodbye, The Hello Again

"I think, we can't continue this marriage. I am sorry, but I want to get divorce. I... loved-no, I mean, she'll always be the one. The true love of my life."

He said that, without strutter, right in front of my face. So, is this really end of us? I guess, 8 years of get-together means nothing for him. I lost this battle, this really long battle. This time, I have to let him go.

"I'll sent a signed divorce paper to you tomorrow morning. You have to submit it, for the fact that you're the one who want end our marriage. Well, then. Goodbye. Be happy."

Just like that, I walk away from him. It'll be a lie if I say that I don't get hurt by his stunt, especially by his confession. But, I have no option right? The only thing I can do is moving on with my life.

Cause I am pretty sure about one fact that karma is bitch and will haunt you like a virgin ghost. If one day he ever realize his mistake, it'll be too late. And I won't take him back. He is the one who ended things cruelly, so why I have to forgive it?

Rachel Witzbald