Don’t You Dare Miss Me Once She Leaves You

Don’t you dare miss me once she leaves you. You had me, you had my love, my devotion and my heart. And you decided that you deserved more, you decided that the grass was greener with her. But I have some news for you; the grass is greener where you water it. So, don’t you dare come back to me once she sees who you really are. Once she sees that you only care about yourself, that you’re incapable of loving anyone but yourself. Don’t you dare to miss me once she leaves you.

Don’t you dare miss me once loneliness hits you. Where were you when I needed you? Where were you when I was crying myself to sleep? When I was freezing in an empty bed? When I was drowning in oceans of my sorrow? You were with her, the one you chose over me. You were keeping her bed warm, kissing her and hugging her. Don’t you dare miss me, because you let me go.

Don’t you dare miss my body, once you have no one’s body by your side. You were never satisfied with me. There was always room for improvement. I could’ve always lost some more weight, toned it up a bit, gotten rid of those stretch marks, worn my hair differently, because how I was wearing it was not feminine enough. Not once did you stop for a second to wonder if maybe you hurt me, to wonder if maybe I was happy the way I was? Of course you didn’t, because you only cared about you and your needs. And you needed me to be something I wasn’t. So, don’t you dare miss my body, because you never wanted it anyway.

Don’t you dare miss my love, because you threw it away. You always needed more and I wanted to give it to you. You said how no one ever loved you, how no one ever appreciated you, how no one ever saw you. And I wanted to help you get over that. I wanted my love to heal your wounds, I wanted my kisses to wash away your pain. I wanted to do so much for you, but no matter what I did, it was never enough. No matter how much I gave you, you always needed more. But you never realized that I needed to feel loved. That I needed to know that those things I did were not in vain. Instead, you left me for someone else. It was always easier for you to walk away and find a new victim, than to actually open your eyes and see what kind of an amazing woman you had. So, don’t you dare miss my love, because you killed it long ago.

Don’t you dare miss me once she’s gone, because I stopped missing you long ago. I have had enough of your lies and manipulations. I have had enough of feeling unworthy and not enough. I have had enough of always being the last resort, never your first choice. I have had enough of you and your toxic love. So, don’t you dare miss me, because that woman is long gone. That woman who loved you with all of her heart, the woman who gave you everything she had to get nothing in return, that woman was gone the moment I saw you with the other, because that was the moment when I realized it was never my fault. Not being enough, being unlovable and being neglected, none of that was on me. It was you who was incapable of committing and loving.

So, I guess I should thank you in a way, for showing me what love is not supposed to look like. For showing me how much more I deserve. How I deserve more than being your doormat, how I deserve more than being just an object in my own relationship. And I deserve so much more than you. I truly hope you’re doing fine, because I’m doing fucking great.