I hate caring about you because I know that I shouldn’t. I hate missing you because I know that we’re over. I hate even hearing your name sometimes because it just brings back all these memories that I tried so hard to forget.

is realizing that you’re over someone. That day when it finally hits you and you realize that you’re not tempted to hit them up anymore or you’re not missing them constantly anymore. You feel achievement in knowing that you truly don’t need them anymore. And they’ll always be a nice reminder of your past but now you’re strong enough to move on towards a better future.

Looking at your old texts make me sort of miss you. But I won’t do anything about it because I already got this far. I don’t want to turn back when I already tried so hard to move one. I know I’m better off without you.

You’re keeping me from being the person I want to be. In all honesty, you’re like a speed bump that always seems to appear again when I’m most happy in life. It’s like you’re meant to distract me from living my life carefree and confidently. If only I could just get over you already and move on. I think I’d be much happier once I learn to do just that.

you would forget about me, no problem. You’d just move on like it’s nothing.

you’re teaching her how to live without you. And when you finally realize how much she means to you, she’ll have already realized that she deserves better.