I’ve finally got my closure. This is not a poem.

I finally accept that he did not love me, he never did.

He never cared about me, he never respected me, he never wanted to be with me.

I was fighting for a love story that never existed.

The truth hurts, but I should have just believed what his actions were telling me, the lies, the inconsistency, the emotional neglect, the confusion.

A man who truly wanted to be with me, never would have put me in that position. And that’s what I asked him over and over again, why? I just wanted to know why he did what he did. Why the lies? why the future faking? why create a life with me?

I truly don’t know his reasonings for being such a cruel person. I can only assume he has so much hatred towards himself.

But I do know that I’m not going to give up just because one man didn’t love me.

I’m worthy of a beautiful life. And I deserve it, I’ll remember this lesson for the rest of my life. And better, I have learned from it and will continue to learn from it the more I process.

I know people will always blindly believe him, and I’m okay with that. In fact, I’m a peace with it.