I waited for 3 months for you to come back. Even if I wasn’t sure if you’re going to come back. I just waited. Even if you’re already with someone else a week after we broke up.
Because I remember the last letter you gave to me. That you just needed time and space. That you wanted to find yourself.
It was so painful. I wish you knew how much I was hurt. But I told myself you’re going to come back. I never lose hope for 3 months. We’ve been together for over a year. We had a lot of memories. I didn’t want to give up. I didn’t bother you anymore because that’s what you wanted. But I never lose hope that one day, you’re going to come back. Never did I lose hope on us.
But today, I realized I have to stop. I have to stop waiting for you. I have to go on and move forward. I have to accept that you’re not going to come back to me. I need to be happy again.
Thank you for all the wonderful memories. I’ll treasure it. You will always have a special place here in my heart. But I have to accept that you’re not a part of my life anymore. There’s no more hope because I realized you already given up long ago just like that. So this is goodbye.