This was the last you saw me sobbing and down. This wasn't your fault. No one should ever feel blamed for this and neither should you. I didn't want you to bear this any longer. I couldn't hold this unbearable angst no more. I was upset. The guilt was there. I barely ate for this anxiety had gotten me through my veins. There wasn't an easy way. Therefore, I made up my mind. I found it being apart was all we needed. This wasn't a sweet escape and you shouldn't feel sorry about that. This was me ending it up and trying to set me free from the scrutiny of the romance. I couldn't help but giving up. I was soon jaded for this had led us to nothing. What was the point of keeping something that's not worth keeping?

I was a jealous tyrant. I couldn't help seeing you with anyone. I was that in love and I thought it was very superficial of me to be falling in love so dramatically. I thought the love that we had built would get stronger over time. But it didn't. It became less and I was more worried than deeply in love. I got so caught up in thinking about you doing. How scared I was once I knew that I could be replace by anyone. How brutally terrified I was to be losing you. I almost did crazy things. And then something had me realized. Something had opened my blurry eyes. I smiled and giggled. I was like, "what was I thinking? Thank God, I dodged the bullet." I began to understand that the word 'love' was nothing but a pure bullshit. I understood how people nowadays loved to play with the sincerity of the genuine feeling. And that wasn't something we should be proud of.

Now, i know the meaning of living a life to the fullest. I'm more liberated than ever. There's nothing that can chain me down. I am the best I've ever been.