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To the person who thought he loved me,
I am here. Right here, and I am scared. I used to be fierce, and now, I am scared. I used to be confident, and now, I have doubts. I used to love and be loved, and now, I have insecurities. Thanks to you. You, the one who thought you loved me. You, who never let me breathe. You, who never cared to ask me if I'm doing fine. You, who always had a bunch loads of apologies ready each time I choked in my own tears and fears. You, who thinks you still love me. No darling. That isn't love. You were obsessed with me. And I was too drowned in my self guilts to realise that. I was scared I didn't ever love you enough. I was scared I never gave you enough. I am still scared. I am in a room full of confusions, guilts, doubts, insecurities and judgements and I am scared. I am hurting, and I am scared. Thanks to you ❤