This nothing much more than our story of decay:
Our relationship started as something new and shiny
Yet as we grew, our hearts drifted
But our bodies? they came closer
It is hard to imagine these past three years without your name constantly appearing on my shattered phone screen.
But times have changed,
and now, I'll go on as the shattered one
When you said your final goodbye, I didn't realize that your last three words were going to be, "Sorry, it's over"
Rather than the "I love you's" we had shared over those 938 days
It is truly hard to accept this ending
I wish I could rewrite it; Or at least make a sequel
But I guess I just have to accept the fact that,
"Long story short, it's over"
ya girl got dumped and is not thriving right now but I think it is pushing me to be the best version of myself now instead of being weighed down