It is not because I have chosen someone over you, not because I got bored of you, not because I ran out of love. It is because I have chosen my dignity over you, my self respect over you, my happiness over you. It is because I got tired of the fake promises. I got tired of not telling stuffs and keeping it into heart. I was there sacrificing things at the beginning, when it isn't acknowledged, yet I did them to a great extent, never worried about the fact that I am being dragged down to a level, lower to my integrity.
I simply chose to make me as the most important person in the world. If that world gives me a name "Selfish'' , I am not worried as long as I am happy without hurting a soul, I will be glad that I chose to love me. It is a simple lie, until you decide to make it complicate. Lie lives everywhere, in every word you utter, in every action you do and in every promise you make.
Does it has to be a lie every single time?
Who is telling you not to love me?
Who is deciding your wishes?
I can't breathe. I feel like I am piece of shit. I want to run and hide somewhere, in a place where nobody can find me. It has come to one single day now. The day my sister getting married. I will set myself free from you. In your terms it is. "You are free to do anything you like and go anywhere to do anything". I am not going to play the role of wife in your life. I am either your slut or the maid. You are able to blindly trust certain people in your life. But when I do that, you feel like I have disrespected and disobeyed you. Love is not your cup of tea. You want me to be a small non-existing or highly endangered disgusting insect in your life. After every argument, every quarrel, every discussion, every incident, I cheat myself that, you have changed. The reality speaks a different answer.
It is time !
The time for me to go into exile and never come back. Don't estimate my bravery in this. I am ready to walk in streets, get raped and even slaughtered into pieces. It is the end.
Bye.
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