The time is here. The time is now.

Why stay and pretend, chasing a love that should have been mine from the start?

A little girl once sat waiting — waiting for love, for acceptance, for someone to simply see her.

But she grew tired. She grew up.

The promises faded into lies, and the lies into silence.

Night after night, she stayed awake, holding on to hope, holding on to dreams.

But no more.

Today, my heart breaks — yet it also beats louder.

I choose to leave now, not because I am weak, but because I am finally brave enough to walk away from the love I should have never had to beg for.