Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to march in and out of my life, like you own it?
Listen to me and listen carefully: you’re the one who left me. The one who walked away from us.
You’re the one who ghosted me, without ever giving me a proper explanation.
The one who dumped me without closure and who left me trying to find some answers on my own.
You’re the one who vanished out of my life, without the decency to break up with me in person.
The one who was too much of a coward to face me and who chose to disappear, without thinking of the consequences.
I didn’t push you away from me, I didn’t ask for a break and nor did I abandon you. Instead, I just let you go.
So, what seems to be the problem now? Now, when I’m just one step away from full recovery?
You should be too ashamed to even try and reappear in my life.
How can you look me in the eyes and ask me to let you back in, after everything you did?
Did you feel that I was almost over you, so you decided to ruin everything for me? Did you sense that you were losing me forever so you came back to prevent that from happening?
What do you want from me now? Haven’t you hurt me enough?
Why don’t you stick to your decisions? Be man enough and leave me alone. After all, that’s exactly what you did the last time!
I hate to break it to you but unlike you, I have strength of character. Once upon a time, I told you that you wouldn’t get any second chances with me.
I know better than to allow you to break my heart once again. I’m wiser than to trust a douchebag like you.
Therefore, I’ll be the one who is standing behind her words. I swear—I’m not letting you back into my life, even if it’s the last thing I do.
Don’t get me wrong—this has nothing to do with the emotions I might have for you. So, don’t dare try to accuse me of never loving you enough just because I don’t allow you to treat me like a piece of garbage.
You see, I’m not your second choice, your safety net or an afterthought. I’m not someone you can come to when everyone else abandons you.
I’m not a girl who will put her life on hold, patiently waiting for you to come back. Not someone who will beg you to choose her and certainly not someone who will give you endless second chances.
I’m not the type of woman who will put up with your crap, as long as she has you by her side. Not someone who will allow you to treat her the way you want, just so you wouldn’t leave her.
I’m not a girl who will give you the green light to keep on hurting her. A girl who will always keep her door and arms wide open for you, despite the way you treat her.
I’m not someone who will settle for breadcrumbs of your love and attention. Not someone you can play your little mind games with.
Most importantly—I’m no longer the girl who loved you more than she loves herself. What a shock, right?
Well, from now on, I’m putting myself first. I’m done wasting my time and energy on people who don’t deserve it and on relationships that are doomed to fail.
Sorry but I refuse to serve you as an ego booster, as proof that somewhere you’re still loved and wanted.
I refuse to serve you as a backup plan, as the person you go to when everything else has fallen apart.
Let me tell you something: I’m worth much more than your deceptions. I will not allow you to play with me or to drag me into an endless circle of break-ups and make-ups.
I don’t give a damn about your false promises, empty excuses and phoney apologies. You’re too late!
