Dear irrelevant boy,
I’m simply waiting for the day where I wake up and you aren’t the first thing on my mind. I’m waiting for the day when I see you in a picture and my heart doesn’t drop. I’m waiting for the day where I see you in person and I don’t feel like I’m going to lose it. I’m simply waiting. I’m waiting for the day that you text me and I no longer have feelings for you. I am waiting for the day because this is exhausting.
I’ve accepted that it’s over. Don’t worry you haven’t held me back. I’ve accepted that you no longer love me. I’ve come to terms with the fact that you will never kiss my forehead again or tell me one of your stupid jokes. I’ve realized we will never drive around aimlessly together and kiss at every stop sign we hit. I’ve made peace with that. But I still think about you, and I can’t help but wonder… do you still think about me too?
That’s why I’m waiting for that day. The day you no longer have a force over me that makes me feel the way I do. The day I can look at you and be completely fine. The day I wake up, but I don’t even wonder what you’re doing. The day my heart doesn’t ache for you back. So here I will be, living my life, and waiting for the day.
Sincerely,
Me
