The end.

This is it.
The end.
I didn't even notice until it smacked me in the face.
That I'm over you.
That no matter how much I love you, I'm putting myself first.
I won't fall back into your lies and two faced bull.
This is a radical act of self love.
I'm going to find someone who deserves ME.
That treats me right.
This is it.
The end.
My last self hating poem to you.
I'm not gonna take all the blame anymore.
You fucked me over.
You manipulated me, then guilt tripped me if i tried to call you out.
It's finally over.
I can move on.
I am.
I don't hate you.
In fact, I dont feel anything toward you.
Don't come to me when you're lonely or afraid.
You lost me a long time ago,
Now it's time I find myself.
The end.