I am going to set myself free from you. I am going to let you go.
You are no longer a part of my life. You are no longer a friend, a lover, a protector.
You are a stranger to me.
It is difficult to pretend not to care anymore. But I am going to try nevertheless.
I am my own person. I make mistakes and I learn every day. Now I am on my own journey and I will do things that make me happy. If I was happy before you were in my life, I can be happy now that you're gone.
I have learnt that this was bound to happen sooner or later, and rather sooner than later because we would have both dug each other's graves and buried each other in the end.
I have learnt that God has something in plan for me. And you were not included in that plan. He has something better. The best is yet to come.

I am free.
I have let you go.
And I will be happy.

I am made entirely of flaws stitched with good intentions. Not once did I say I was perfect, not once did I act so. I try to be happy, I try to make others happy. I only want the best for you and I wish you well on your journey without me.

"I thought you would be the one who would have stayed." - He Thinks.

Dear boy, did you honestly expect me to stay when you gave me 1000 reasons to leave? People do not stay in your life if you constantly show through your actions and your words that you do not want them there. Sooner or later, that person will get the message and they will be gone. They will find someone better, someone who appreciates their flaws and does not see them as what they are: flaws. They will see it as a blessing.

You'll regret it. Maybe not now, maybe not in a year. But you will regret it, that I can guarantee you.

I have realised that I actually feel sorry for you.
I feel sorry that you constantly need someone in your life to be happy. I can't imagine how painful it must be to not be able to just be happy on your own, to not rely on a certain circumstance or person, to just feel the emotion unexpectedly and on your own accord.
I feel sorry for you because you are trying to find a way to deal with your own insecurities when meanwhile you are just causing problems for others rather than dealing with them on your own.
I feel sorry for you because you could be such a nice person. Instead you choose to be someone I know you are not deep down; you do it out of anger, spite, hurt. And for what? To get a temporary feeling of satisfaction to try build up your own dwindling self-confidence? To try hurt me as much as I hurt you? All I want is for you to be happy.
And I mean happy on your own. Being happy independently and not needing anyone else to make you feel it otherwise is the best kind of happiness, because it comes from within.
That's all I want from you. And maybe you won't realise this in the beginning, but you will in time.
And that's when you'll realise that you not only lost the person that possibly cared about you the most, but that you'll never get her again.

You are probably the biggest hypocrite I have ever met.
I have had nothing but your best interests at heart. It's sad to know that you don't return the favour, but that's okay.

I'll prove to you how much I don't need you.