And since we're not even saying our last goodbyes, I hope one day you'll have the heart to visit this space again and see this post that I don't have the courage to say to you directly, as usual.

Thank you for everything; the good and the bad.
Thank you for gifting me with some of the most beautiful moments of my life, for sharing with me so many of my firsts.
I've never shed so much tears in my life for someone else, neither have I been heartbroken so many times over one person.
But you made them all worth it.
You were the first I truly loved, and you made me realise how much love I'm capable of having for someone else.

But I really cannot take being treated harshly and indifferently.
For how much things I can never ask of you, I wish I was being better appreciated for how much I've given to you.
But maybe it isn't only your body and soul that belong to someone else; but your heart was never truly with me.
Even if your heart was with me, you don't need me anymore.
Not like you used to, not like you used to tell me.
And so I've overstayed.

I wish we were leaving on better terms, with the best memories of each other intact, but I guess sometimes wishes only remain wishes.
Thank you for letting me know what it's like to be loved, even if it was only for a while.
It was one of the best moments of my life, those beautiful times I had with you.

I hope you're happier now.