Story time

 This is Goodbye 

Take me to the place only you calls home, the place you promised me life. My hopes are fading and all I can think about is you, who has eyes on someone else.



This was supposed to be our home, you were supposed to bring me here, but the moment I fell, you left like the wind and never once looked back. Now I drive alone along the road that was meant to be ours. I stare out the window wondering what life would have been like if you never left.

We could have gotten married and had a dog. You never wanted kids but that is fine because even though I wanted a house full of children, I was willing to do anything for you, I still am. 

Obsession is a very deadly feeling, it can make you do things you never would have done even if a gun was pointed to your head. I know this because right now I am standing in front of the house I never thought existed. I am standing in front of you and staring at her protruding stomach. When you said you never wanted kids, I believed you without knowing what you meant. You wanted kids, you just did not want them with me.

Your eyes are my weakness, that is why I am trying my best not to look at you because the moment those hazel eyes lock with mine, I lose everything, my willpower, my determination, everything I have spent the last 12 months building. 

I came here to make you pay, I came here to beg for your forgiveness. Forgiveness for a crime I do not remember committing. I came here, willing to do anything to take you home with me. This is exactly why I avoid falling in love. It leaves you venerable and helpless. I hate feeling this way. 

I love you so much that it hurts to hate you. I cannot do this anymore. You are happy with her, you should be, you deserve it, but what about me and what I deserve, don't I deserve to be happy? Happiness is a myth or maybe not, I guess I will have to find out on my own. 

THIS IS GOODBYE

I savor your face one more time, because the moment I walk away, I walk away for good. I am never coming back.


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