I’ve always been the one who fought for us. I have always been the one who bought peace in our home, paying for it with my tears. The one who always said it wasn’t worth fighting for small things.
But when many small things happen often, they become a huge problem that you can’t solve as well. When you put up with something for so long, you decide to give it all up in a moment.
And it doesn’t happen because you get tired of fighting, but because the other side doesn’t fight at all.
And that’s precisely what’s slowly killing me. It’s killing me to see that I’m the only one struggling, the only one trying and making things better. Even if I have a relationship with you, I feel like the only woman in the world.
I feel like I’m the only one who’s doing something to save what we have and that you don’t give a what might happen. You’re so indifferent, and that hurts more than anything.
It hurts so much to tell someone about your dreams and hopes while that person doesn’t even listen to you. It hurts to give your love to a man who doesn’t belong to you in the same way. It hurts to sleep next to him, asking God to hug you, but all he does is make more room between the two of us.
It hurts to be in a relationship but not go through what other women in love are going through. You know, it hurts.
And I just want you to know that I won’t be able to do this any longer. Because this is no longer love, it’s just an inadequate commitment—the one where you get everything you want and where I only get the crumbs from your table.
And that’s not fair. That’s not love. That’s abuse. And I can’t take it anymore. As much as I love you and as much as I care about you, I won’t be the one to fight for us.
I swear I’ll give up on you just like you gave up on us a long time ago. I’m leaving, and the only reason I’m going to look back is to see how far I’ve come.
And that will happen sooner than you think. I’ll leave you when you least expect it. And I’ll never look back. You’ll be surprised, I know. You still don’t think I’m strong enough to leave you and that you’re the only man for me.
Listen, even if you were the only one standing on this earth, I wouldn’t be with you. What you give me is not what I need. If you think it takes so little for love, then trust someone who takes you for granted, neglects you, and enlightens you with gas.
Because that’s what you’ve been doing to me all these years, and it’s time to let go of everything that’s been breaking me.
It’s finally time to accept that staying with you would hurt me more than leaving. It’s time to say “Goodbye, ” once and for all. So when you see I stop fighting, consider I’m gone.
And once I’m gone, there’s no way you’re going to bring me back. When I leave you, you will not tell me your lies that you love me so very much and want us to work.
You won’t get a chance to blind me with your kisses and hugs. When I leave, I’ll burn down all the bridges that separate us.
I will do so with such satisfaction because I have suffered for a long time, longing for the love you never gave me. And this time, I want you to feel what I’ve felt for so long.
This time, I want you to try your own medicine. Maybe, but maybe, only then will you see what you’ve done to me.
And if you’re half the man you introduce yourself to, you’ll leave me alone and never get into my life again.
Come on; even you know I deserve a better man than you do.