This painful conclusion.

And maybe it's just this moment when I realize that you don't care. Staring at you though, the thought never ran through my mind. It was so easy to believe your lie, because I wanted to so badly. I'm letting this go, trying not to show how hard it is to walk away. and as I go, I know I'll look back at you, wishing you'd care enough to stop me, but you don't. It's as if God created a part of me that cares so much about you, but he forgot to put that part into you. You push me away and don't have the guts to say you don't care. You're such a coward, but that's not all. You're a liar on top of that, and I cant stand it anymore. This is me, finally accepting defeat. This is me, realizing that the tables have turned, and there's nothing more I can do other than count my losses and walk away. Just know that this hurts more than anything I've ever had to let go of, and I was never good at saying goodbye. This is me, I let you get the best of me for too long.