I’m Letting Go of Us
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I’m Letting Go of Us

I’m moving out. As I leave, I promised myself to leave each and every memory of you, of us.

You are too painful to be a part of me, but still, I lingered.
You made me question myself tons of times.
You made me feel ugly and unclassy all the time.
Worst of all, you made me feel that I am never worthy of anything. And yet, I loved you. I tried my best to the perfect version of myself for you.

I kept hurting myself every time I apologized.
I could only blame myself for letting you into my life.
You became so confident that I love you. I’m done.

I’m letting us go.
You were the worst person I ever had, I wish I never ever entertained you. I wish you never happened.
I’m pushing us on the deepest and darkest corner of my brain, just in case I’d still want to be reminded of how stupid I was.

It’s over. We’re over. Us, never happened.
I guess everything’s off to a messy ending, anyway.
It was good while it lasted.

As I close the door and leave my keys,
I leave us there, somewhere neither of us can never go back.
Somewhere I wish I could erase everlong.