There's a strange, calm feeling that goes along with heartbreak. It's that feeling of peace. Like you know you've done all you can even though that still wasn't enough. But you can finally breathe better because it's no longer in your hands.

Don't get me wrong it still *****; it still hurts just as bad. But the feeling of looking back and finally not regretting anything is huge. I've always looked back and feared that I would regret saying no to you. But now, you finally said no to me. I didn't make the ultimate decision. You did.

I wonder if this is how you felt all the times I rejected you.