After we stopped talking, I tried so hard to fight for myself and stay alive.

To make sure that I would never miss you. That I would never give in to the thought of wanting you back. To believe that I was better off without you. I kept myself busy, tried new things, and reconnected with old friends. I began to build myself into an independent person. Sometimes you cross my mind and I wonder how you were able to move on so quickly. Then those memories came back and I remembered how happy I was. I know that I could never change you but a part of me wished that maybe, just maybe you would see me as THE girl, not just another girl. But you're still the same person that you were when I met you. I don't think that you'll ever change your ways. Even if you dated another girl, I just wanted you to see that losing me was the biggest mistake that you ever made. I'm not lonely. I'm not weak. And I know that everything happens for a reason. But for now, all I want is some closure. I'm not ready to put myself out there again. And if I ever do, I'll make sure that he won't be like you--at all.