I Know That I am Your "The One Who Got Away"

I'm your one that got away. We both know it. But only I, only me, knows the reason why.

We were perfect. As to what our friends would say, as to what i feel but we all know that perfect is just a word that could never exist in this universe, it's just an exaggerated word made by human minds, everything here on land have its flaws. I have mine. You have yours. And you showed it to me. Only to me.

God knows how I would love falling in love with you. He knows that I was already there at the cliff, one push & I am already yours.

But.

One thing that you should never say to a girl with anxiety — to a girl who's just starting to love herself — is to tell her the words "you should not try to love yourself cause I am here to do that for you". You ment it in a sweet way, I know. But my mind wouldn't take it, it feels wrong to agree to that statement, to agree to you. Here I am, just started picking every broken pieces of me, trying to put them back where they belong, trying to love myself, trying to stand up & finish every damn battle in front of me, listening to everyone's opinion about self love & how it is essential to man. And then there's you telling me that it isn't necessary.

I stopped liking you since then. No. My mind told my heart to stop liking you. I'm sorry. I turned away from the cliff, I ran away from it. I don't want it anymore. I don't want you anymore.

I know.

I sound selfish.

Unreasonable.

But.

I'm choosing myself over you.

Anytime, anyday.

I'll choose me.