8 years 5 months and 20 days.
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THE END.
It's a good thing that no one read this blog.
"The reason I didn't find a new partner because I don't have time."
You said this to my face while eating your plate of nasi lemak, in front of my friend and her husband.
So smooth. Your words cut deeper than a knife.
My guts churn, I stopped talking.
You didn't notice because you keep talking.
You didn't listen.
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All love is lost.
It hurt so bad I didn't know I could experience it.
You're so evil.
You put me through this.
It's so easy to remove me.
It's just a few clicks, you said.
But HER photos was just a few clicks too, but why does it took a year to remove?
It's not that I'm still bitter about this
I just want to compare.
For it to be clear of how hurt I feel..
I feel so easy.
I feel I'm not worth it.
I feel distance.
You didn't respect our relationship, you still don't.
All you said was sorry when it hurt like crazy.
You were tired of explaining, when all I want was for you to act on it.
And to find your dirty little secret instagram account
It broke my heart.
You broke me.
"I think you shouldn't feel like that"
So I should feel as how you THINK I should?
Am I no longer own my feelings?
This is so sad.
8 years 5 months and 20 days. . . . THE END.