i will begin this entry by saying that, my 26-month relationship was ended last night.
after more than 2 years of being together, we broke up.
and right now, i feel totally fine. i feel nothing. and i don't know why.
i don't feel depressed i don't feel any anger.
i don't feel any pain. yet.
after more than 2 years, the relationship i have been keeping and cherishing has come to an end.
it's true our relationship started on the wrong foot and i always prayed that it will turn out okay, but it took him, me, us 2 years to figure things out.
2 years ago, I was the other girl. and right now, the girl he left for me is now the girl he left me for.
2 years ago i thought i would stop being the third party, but what i don't know is, all these years i was still the third party. and that is my greatest pain right now.
it still wasn't sinking in. he couldn't choose, so i made a choice. and he didn't stop me from doing that decision.
i gave up. i am the kind of person who knows when to give up. and i think the time is now. after 2 years, i gave up something i love, something precious to me.
i didn't had time to think, i didn't give it a few days rest or waited for everything to sink in my head. in less than a minute i told him that everything was over.
and i couldn't say anything more right now. it's just that it's over. it's all over.
