Three years.

Three years wasted.

Three years wasted on you.

A guy who somehow convinced me to give all my trust to him.

In exchange for what?

Love? No.

A relationship? Close.

False hope? You got it.

Day after day, week after week, month after month.

I kept coming back to you. Pretending like it was all fine. Convincing myself to give up my own identity because MAYBE, just MAYBE it would make you like me a little more.

Didn’t you get tired of feeding me lies over the phone?

Didn’t you get tired of telling me you cared when you didn’t?

Didn’t you see I was hurting every time you came back to me?

As I let time slip away from me, I lost sight more and more of who I was and what I wanted.

I let you change me into someone I thought I would NEVER become.

The sad part is that I had to accept the reality that I would never go back to the person I was because, well, YOU.

You took everything I could give.







ALL taken away by a guy who can’t even look me in the eyes anymore.

Pathetic, right? Yeah, pathetic.

I gave you my everything.

I hope they were all worth it. I hope you felt something when you saw me cry and I hope one day you will look back and realize what you lost.

She’s not coming back to you this time.

Like what you read? Give Alexia a round of applause.

From a quick cheer to a standing ovation, clap to show how much you enjoyed this story.