From Our Readers: There Used to be an Us

I am completely over you. Or maybe I'm not. Not yet. But I'm on my way there. I have told myself this multiple times before, and right now, I feel like I'm really going to do this. I'm tired of being your pansamantala, your little secret, your last resort. This won't be easy, but it's for the best.

I would have done so much for you. I loved you. I was so blinded by your words and paasa gestures that I overlooked all your lies and intentions. I thought I'd finally be the one for you. I guess I was, just not in the way that I wanted and definitely not how it should be.

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