Thank you to the version of me who tried.
The version who tried loving someone even if it didn't work out.

It is hard right now, I know.

The feeling of being left, and not being chosen.
The fact that the person who you loved, decided to walk away and hold someone else's hand. The disrespect, anger, and lies were too much.

The feeling that it left you, even if it has been six months of crying every night wondering why it was done to you.

The person you love? Just walked away, and happy, not knowing the pain that was left...