It’s hard to believe in love again after those words.

He has a girlfriend, and he’s willing to do anything for her. Yes, that’s how in love he is, with her.

He, the one who I met during the age of innocence, the one whom I fell in love with as the realization hit one Sunday morning, the one who I cried over for hours and days when headphones were my best friend, the one whose eyes I can no longer gaze into. It gets too much to a point - the pain became insufferable for even the most masochistic.

This will be the last time you will hear from me. This is the last time I’m calling you baby.

You, or anyone else for that matter, will never understand how much it took for me to put you behind me. I’m no longer heart broken because i’ve found the missing pieces - the ones that I left with you. I’ve found them a better place too. I’ve found the world a better place with you. I’ve found those who adore and appreciate my existence a thousand times more than you ever did.

I loved you, so blindly and devotedly; it was the biggest mistake of my life. But I’m not going to say I regret it because mistakes are the start of new beginnings, new stories. Your eyes, our ties, and those pretty little lies are what shaped me to become this strong today.

I don’t need you anymore.
I don’t need love anymore.