Thank You

A Story by Jeynab

A sudden idea that popped into my head

I look around my room, at all the pictures and memories about us. But, there's no us anymore, is there? My heart clenched at the thought and I shook my head to get my head thinking straight again. It's been nearly a month since we seperated. And today will be the last day I will ever grieve because of this. No more crying alone at night in your old shirts. No more daydreaming about the plans you oh, so graciously burn to the ground. Enough is enough.

I'm picking myself of my knees, wiping away my own tears and holding my head up high. I don't need you. You've only been the poison in my life; stopping me from truly achieveing something. You'll realize someday that you've made the biggest mistake ever but, you can't do anything to get me back. I've already moved on, built a life for myself that you could have had a part of. It'll be too late.

Here I am in my backyard with all the junk from our time together, in front of the fire I've already started. I start throwing everything into it; even laughing while doing so. I had my best friend with me. Both of us had the best time ever tearing through your old clothes and letters; the teddy bears and valentines card; the pictures. We ended up dancing and singing around the fire as if it was a ritual. To me, it was a ritual of closure. I finally have come to terms with how we are.

The essence of what we used to be are now ashes on the ground. For the first in what felt like a long time, I genuinely smiled. You were a part of my past and that was that. I actually have to thank you for showing me your true colours before we had gone further. Now, with the newfound will in my heart and soul to keep on fighting, I have turned from the lovesick teenage girl to a full-grown, confident woman with a side of sass. Without your betrayal, that wouldn't have happened. So, thank you very, very much. For showing me how strong I am for facing your bullsit.