I don’t know what to say to you anymore.
I can’t muster up the anger I once had and I definitely can’t muster up any love. You are becoming more and more of a memory that will hopefully be completely gone.
There was a time when I would have given you anything in the world, anything you asked for. I do wish you knew that. But you killed that person, that woman who thought she had at last found her soulmate. I’m more of a husk now I’m sorry to say, more of a hole, just like you.
You won because I won’t even try to find love anymore. I wish I could say I would. I’ve had it in the past and I know what it looks like but no, I won’t try.
I know you’ll keep trying to find what you think is love. I know you are desperately trying to find it now and it doesn’t hurt anymore. I just feel apathy.
I’m weary inside. I’m worn out. I’m dry and I have nothing to give which I guess is a good thing. I won’t even respond to any offers of love, not from anyone and definitely not from you.
You are not who I thought you were but I’m not who I was anymore. The smile has faded, my bones ache and there’s nothing here for you anymore. You said that I am lower than a homeless person and in many ways you are right. I have a lot in common with them because we both have nothing left to fight for anymore. Nevertheless, there is one thing which is on the bright side and that is the fact that I won’t be fighting for your love anymore either.