Simply Irrelevant

Danielle Morales | Now I just can't drive | (I don't take credit for posts unless stated.)

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When you love someone, you trust them. When you love someone, you want only the best for them and you do what you can to help them get there. You don’t see a future without them, you don’t think about how life would be easier without them. But that’s how I started to think near the end of the relationship. I started to feel like things would be so much easier if he wasn’t my boyfriend anymore, I wouldn’t be crying every week or stressed out over some high school bitch. Every day after we got back together, I felt the distrust grow and become stronger. So when the night came he broke up with me, I was shattered and relieved at the same time. It hurt like hell, don’t get me wrong. But after two weeks of laying in bed crying and taking washroom breaks at work to break down in a stall, the relief came at me all at once. I soon realized I didn’t have to worry about being hurt or being stuck in something I no longer wanted to be a part of. I stayed because I thought my love for him was so strong that we could get past all our problems. But when it ended, I realized I checked out months earlier. 

Now, I wish nothing but the best for him. I just want him to be happy and to live his life. He doesn’t need me or whatever our relationship did for him. As soon as I let go of him, the blessings started to come my way and I couldn’t be more grateful. I still have moments where I let the bad memories get to me, but I can get over those now. I have too many good things going on in my life to wish the worst on someone. He needs to let go of it all, it’ll feel so much better after. 

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To the person that loves me next, I’m sorry if I am broken. I am sorry if I question the love that you give because so many before you have taken my love and thrown it away like common trash. To the person who loves me next. I am sorry if I don’t believe you, like when you tell me I am beautiful. Know, that I have heard these words a million times before and yet here I am still alone. I apologize for the walls that stand 40 feet high, I am sorry that you have to climb them. The people before you took too many pieces of me. The walls? They protect the remaining parts of me. To the person who can love me next, please just love me. As I am. Ignore my flaws, just love me

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Did I really break your heart?

Is it really all my fault?

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“Loving you was nice But it's a new day, a new season I’ve been sad inside And he could see it, picked up your pieces”