As time goes by, the longing for someone you love keeps on fading. I still love and care for him though. Even until now. But it just that.
When I think back, it was never me who lost something. He never want me at the first place. So, he lost the person who care for him enough to accept every little shitty thing he did.
He was just a boy who’s not ready for a real commitment.
To say that I’m happy that he’s with someone else now was such a lie. I’m not happy. But when I think back who he choose to be with, fuck yes I’m happy. A kid. He choose a kid with a very good features for him to brag about to other people. It’s like a trophy I guess.
It’s sad. Really.
Because deep down I feel that he is a good man. But he choose not to be that version of himself. So who am I to condemn.
It was a fucking shitty experience with him. But Allah is Great. I believed we all deserved the best for us. No, I’m not holding a grudge. Never once.
It just an experience I shouldn’t be regret anymore. Because I’m more than enough for him to handle 😊