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I, whom you've taken for granted is now slowly taking my retreat. This is not a defeat but rather a simple form of escape. I am done fighting this battle that has been long gone even before I started. I am done playing the role of a stupid detective trying to figure out your crime if you ain't willing to coopertate. I will rest my case. I will resign from my post of being your slave.

I, the woman whom you thought will stay with you for the rest of your life is now taking my leave. Together with my 100 pounds of beauty and my fifty shades of grudges. I am done trying to solve your puzzle. I will leave you at peace.

I, whom you thought would accept you for who you are is now taking back my promise. I will apologise deeply if I cannot finish my contract being your mate. I didn't intend for this to happen. You pushed me enough to grab my suitcase and vacate this place. This is not me running away from you, this is me giving you the space you silently requested.

I, who trusted you with all my heart will not step away from you with my heart bleeding with regrets. Will take my pride with me while faking my smile and will tell everybody that it was indeed nice knowing you yet I just reached my limit. I will take the blame for this unexpected fall. I will take the fault in our stars.

I, whom you thought would always understand you will now slowly close my this book. I know it is going to be a rough road but I am willing to take a walk. This is going to be a long journey but I am willing to hold onto it. I an hoping that at the end of this escapade is a beautiful sunrise for my gloomy world. I am willing to take the risk of getting out of my comfort zone and just explore the other side of your horizon. I, whom you've taken for granted is now saying goodbye to you. I love you, goodbye.