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Everything about him was perfect. He was ALL you dreamed of. He took care of you, protected you, and he was always by your side. He also promised that he'll never break your heart. I kind of promise that it felt he already tattooed it on his skin. Classic lines, yeah? But before your 4th anniversary, you felt he was slowly drifting away from you. Colder. And sometimes treats you like a ghost. You ignored the flags because you still to those promises he gave you. You endured his coldness, you endured being treated as air. You just thought he was just having a bad mood. Not until your 21st Birthday, he told you he grew tired of you. He told you that he doesn't feel anymore. At first, you thought it was just a prank because it's your birthday. But your blood ran cold when started to leave you in the middle of your celebration. He didn't even greeted you. You tried to follow him but he was already in his car, starting the engine to leave. You were left alone outside, crying and being guilty of yourself because you felt you weren't enough. _____ For following days, he stopped visiting. You always locked yourself inside your house. You started to regret and doubt everything about you. Your friends were always comforts you so you feel less alone. And one time, when you were chatting with your parents—your friends sent something on the group chat. When you opened it, you saw it. You saw him, with a pretty woman beside him. His hands was resting to her waist. The picture was basically telling that they went on a date. "It's been 3 weeks, he already have my replacement..." You asked yourself. "Am I that replaceable?" You stared at the picture again. He was smiling. Genuinely. It was really such a shame.... 4 years of relationship—just ended up like this? "I was Ms. "Here to Stay"—yet I was waiting for someone who doesn't want to come back." You took a deep breath. Stood up and opened the curtains, lightling up the darkness inside the room. You made a choice. You accepted it—and staying being depressed wasn't helping you. You decided to continue. Be strong despoite all of this, and maybe someday he missed you but back then—he'll be Mr. "Too Late"—And you'll be Ms. "Misery" for the last time.