And if ever, someday, you miss me... remember I wasn't perfect, but I was real.
So this is my goodbye-
Not with anger, not with blame, but with a quiet heart that finally understands that letting go is also a form of love.
Take care,
My lovely stranger.
My lovely stranger...
Goodbye.
Not because I ever stopped loving you, but because holding on to you has been hurting me more than losing you.
You were once the person I prayed for, the one I trusted with the softest parts of my heart.
If you ever wonder why I stopped calling, texting, or trying... it's because my heart can no longer survive on "almost," "maybe," and "one day." I deserve a love that stays, not one that leaves and returns when it feels like it.
I'm letting you go, not because I want to, but because every piece of me that loved you has been breaking in silence. I kept hoping you would come back, choose me, fight for us... but the truth is, I can't keep waiting for someone who has already walked away.
I never imagined a day would come when I'd call you a memory... a stranger I still care about. But life has a painful way of teaching us that some people are meant to stay in our hearts, not in our lives.