Last week, I kept on telling myself that I couldn't handle your fire anymore, that your twisted mindset and toxicity were too much for me to take, and that I no longer want you to appear in my inbox.
These days, all I think about is convincing myself that this is exactly what I wanted, that this is for the best, for my own good, and for protecting my worth.
I know finally removing you off of my system will lead me to have a peace of mind and a calm heart. But I'd be lying if I were to tell you that I don't miss you at all because I do.
I miss you so much but this withered flower of sadness is more bearable than the bouquet of bruises you give me.
I am now letting the thoughts of you completely go out of my head.
This time, for real.
- Christine Tanay