I wish I could tell you everything that happened after that night.
How many tears I shed, how many times my heart bled over and over again.
I was broken.
My whole world felt shattered.
You were my everything and I...I was merely a choice.
I wish I could tell you how much self destruction came afterwards. How worthless and lost I felt.
I wish I could tell you how much it hurt seeing you with her.
The only thing I can seem to say to you is that I am happy for you two...and really I am.
But it still hurts, a pain that I have never felt before or can't begin to explain.
I wish I could tell you how much you broke my heart...but no.
It's really not worth it.
So, I'm letting go.
-Ally Rutson
A/N: I know most likely nobody is reading this. And if you are then hello and thank you. I mostly wrote this for me. I just really needed to get it off my chest. I hope that you all are doing well.
If you ever need anybody to talk to, advice, a virtual hug, or even a meme. I'm here.
-Ally Rutson
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