Or not. Either way. *shrugs*
Release until there is not an ounce of you left in any part of me. Till the thought of you no longer pisses me off and instead, you fade into abiss for exactly what you are. I am not sad, but disappointment is just as real of an emotion. You sure know how to continuously break hearts ruthlessly. Attempting to drain the love out of Good people because your insides are dry of such a thing. Your Own inner darkness always manages to destroy love and any chance you could ever have with it. Verbally Putting people down not realizing you’re yelling at the mirror image of yourself refusing to acknowledge the reflection you create in others to deny your true self deep down. I knew you better than anyone. Will others ever know you for who you are or just who you let them see until sit gets real? They will have to wonder. Because even I slept in bed with a complete stranger. You had me fooled too. I was temporarily a fool for you just like the other hearts I saw you torment, and destroy. I hope to never see you again as long as I live. I hope you don’t want me. I hope you don’t miss me. I hope you don’t think of me. I hope you stop loving me. I don’t even want to be a memory in your life, a regret, a loss or a lesson. I want nothing. Because that’s where I am in regards to you.
P.s. Even though you are the most foul cruel cold heartless b word I’ve ever known in my entire life, I have no hard feelings.
You’re not special.
Even if you were
It doesn’t exclude special people.
Cause I was special…