Close Chapter

Yes, I should have done this earlier, but it’s never too late to start now.

The last couple of years have been really hard for me. 

I still remember all the details—mostly the dark, depressing moments.

Right now, I don’t want to overthink or overanalyze why this happened to me.

I’ve already chosen to close that chapter, and I feel relieved because of it.

All those dark episodes in my life—like how we met, became friends, fell in love, and even talked about spending the rest of our lives together—have to be forgotten.

Right now, I don’t remember anything about us.

Ever since I found out how easily you threw me away and replaced me with some stupid girls, I did the same—even though I haven’t found your replacement yet.

Don’t ever get the impression that you’re irreplaceable, because you’re absolutely replaceable.

I’m going to enjoy my time focusing on myself, chasing my dreams, and being surrounded by family and friends.

I might have found someone who could replace you for good, but I’m taking my time this time—I won’t settle for less than I deserve.

I won’t make the same mistake I did when I met you and thought I’d spend the rest of my life with you.

Right now, I’m just going to enjoy every damn moment I have with him.

No hard feelings—but please, stay out of my life.

I HATE YOU

Oh yes, I did.

I truly hated you—once upon a time when I still trusted you, right from the very start.

What a charming piece you turned out to be.

And here I am, still amazed at how easily I fell for your grand performance—those sweet words, those empty promises of change.

Promises that you’d “find yourself” and fix the mess you created.

You swore you’d never become one of those assholes.

I really believed you were different.

How naive of me.

You’ve shown me you’re exactly the same as all the rest.

Congratulations on proving everyone right—from the very beginning.

I should’ve never trusted you.

I should’ve stopped spending countless nights crying over someone so undeserving.

I should’ve stopped wondering what crime I committed to earn such treatment.

But no, I’m not begging you to stay.

You made your choice. 

And I won’t beg anyone for anything—not even you.

Remember my words, if you find someone new to replace me, I’ll simply walk away... quietly and for good.

I hope you both enjoy the show.

One day, perhaps, you’ll realize what you left behind—and regret it.

But until then, enjoy the ride, darling.

Goodbye, and don’t let the door hit you where the sun doesn’t shine.