Open letter to the one who left me {watty's #9}

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I'm such a coward for not telling you this in person.

I'm afraid that you'll hate me, or judge me, or even laugh at me. I pity myself sometimes.

Because deep down inside, I still hope that you're going to change. Did you not notice your drastic change? I did. And that was one of the reasons why I was afraid to lose you. But you know what? I'm glad that you left me.

Because it would hurt more if I did.

Last Saturday, I had a dream that you were going to leave me.

And I've been having this feeling that you eventually will. It's not that my faith in you was so little, it was because I had this intuition that you were going to leave so it didn't really shock me that you left.

When you actually left that day, it tore me apart. I cried for 5 days straight and every night, I would pray to God that you would tell me that it was all a bad joke.

I wish it was just a joke. I tried smiling. I even resulted to stress eating, but it didn't work. Everything just reminded me of you. It came to a point where I didn't even smile anymore. I would just stare at the wall until someone called my attention