I don't care what anyone says.
I think Adele is amazing.
Through all this bullshit, which is, infact, bullshit, her music makes me feel less crazy.
Hard to explain. But she's the shit.
I don't miss him. I don't. I miss the idea of him, but I think I'm happier on my own.
"Regrets and mistakes are memories made."
He can pretend I don't exist, which he has. And fine, that's immature and cowardly.
If that is how he wants things to be then fine.
We can act like strangers all he wants.
Still doesn't change anything.
People are going to do what they want. People, but not all people, are going to do what best benefits themselves, and not take anyone else into consideration. I think that attribute is both a blessing and a curse.
It's hard for me to talk about all this and make sense at the same time.
Basically what I'm saying is, I'm better off without him.
And in the least cocky way possible, because I don't mean this in the way most people would perceive it,
It is his loss, not mine.
I didn't lose anything. I "lost" someone who apparently judged me secretly, resented me, wasn't honest with me, used me, lied to me, and belittled me. So essentially I walked away from this winning. Because that is not what love is. And that is not how you treat people you truly care about. It's just not.
He lost someone who would have never hurt him, who would have loved him no matter what, who would have been there for him through anything and who only ever wanted to make him happy.
Yep, his loss. Not mine.

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