One moment my headlights were on him standing in the street like he was waiting for me, waiting for us to change and be okay again. The next moment my taillights were on him with his puff face in my review mirror.

It’s so hard to say goodbye to him because I love him but hes better off without me. He deserves more than a girl who comes from nothing and a family that’s falling apart. He deserves someone who can call him without parents bickering in the background and me waking up from nightmares about my parents who used to love eachother. I want him to be happy. Happy meant goodbye it meant me not being in his life. Even if he was my whole happiness I could at least give this. I gave him the gift of goodbye and finally letting go. But I’ll miss him like hell. So as I drove away breaking down in my tears, ruining my makeup I decided i wouldn’t turn back. I never could. Headed to a new life where I’m in agony knowing it’s ok because he’s at peace.