i can heal all i want, but i'll never get over the fact that you had the heart to do me like that. you chose to hurt me when all i ever gave was love. you could have been honest, you could have just walked away with respect, but instead you decided to break me in ways i didn't deserve. still, i remind myself that healing doesn't mean forgetting. healing means learning how to live with the memory without letting it control me. i know i can rebuild myself, i can find peace again, but the thought of how quickly you gave up on me will always stay. i will move forward, i will grow stronger, but i will never fully understand how someone who once held my heart could let it go so easily. even so, i choose to believe that pain can turn into strength, and one day, this scar will remind me of how far i've come.