The Truth Is, I Never Got The Goodbye I Deserve

Every time I look in the mirror, I see someone who was supposed to be me but I don’t recognize that person. Now all I see is a pale stranger with big, dark circles around her eyes, decorated with a blunt and lifeless look.

One day, he just left without a warning. He didn’t even say goodbye. You’d think I deserved at least an explanation, some closure, something that would give me comfort and keep me sane in the hope that things would get better. But no, I got nothing.

Who does that? Who leaves just like that, like he never cared, not one bit? How was I supposed to feel? I couldn’t make myself believe that it would get better. I couldn’t convince my heart and soul that the pain would go away. I couldn’t believe in love anymore. It was all gone the day he slammed the door in my face.

From that day on, love was a boogeyman, not heartbreak. I was scared of love.

I remember all those times he made me laugh like crazy, like he had said the funniest things ever. I was the one who laughed the loudest at his jokes. I was always the one who couldn’t take her eyes off of him. I remember all those times when he jumped to my rescue when I was feeling down. Every time that life hit me right in the face, he was there to kiss it and make it all better.