PASSER-BY

Nothing seems as hard as I thought it would be. After all, you are but another passerby in my life. Doing what everyone else does. Walk in, and then leave. 

The person that I was in the past would probably feel inferior. I'd probably think i'm not comparable to any other girls out there. But no, not the same person now. The person that I am right now will just shrug my shoulders and say "i'm sorry but you're missing out on what I can give and what I will give." 

I refuse to give my heart to someone that doesn't know how to cherish and love me anymore. I guess I just grew to realise my self worth over time. I don't even know what I feel right now. I should be sad, but nope. I'm not. I'm not sad. I'm hurt. As much as I don't want to admit that i'm hurt, I really am. BUT, I refuse to say that by leaving me, you affect me. Cos you don't. I won't allow myself to be affected anymore. I used to be weak. I used to be easily affected. But not now. Not ever.

One week. I'm done. Over and done.

You made me feel more loved than i've ever felt. And you made me feel more pain than what I thought I could take. 

Trust nobody with yourself other than yourself. 

Cos nobody can ever love you the way you love yourself.