I thought the end would make me sad. Instead, an enveloping peace surrounds me from cutting you (a toxic mistake) off.
I thought I loved you. Instead, your obsession for me and companionship that fed my loneliness clouded my eyes. Maybe I loved you, maybe I didn’t. Love sometimes is relative and can mean a lot of things.
Ashamed that I stayed too long when I could have just said no when you brought your dusty ass to beg. Now you say you are too good for me and my baggages. Funny because you filled the baggage with toxicity, lies and bitterness even when I wanted nothing to do with it.
Learnt my lesson though. I hope you learn your lesson as well and treat her well.