Step over denial and face the music. The music of the night, the dark side of your soul where shadows of your fears drown in tears of your sorrows. Revel in rejection, let it wrap you into an icy mist of sadness, uncertainty, loneliness, terror mixed together. Face the abyss.
He does not like you. He is not yours. You will never be with him.
The reality is such that this is not the reality. And I have to finally let go, for a variety of very sane, very right reasons. Just like with stuff in my house, items on my to do lists, I have to simplify this in the minimalist style.
What I went through is in no way minimal or simple. I overcomplicated it beyond real. And it’s time to untangle the fairy lights of self love, to give yourself a hug and say – it’s ok. It’s not a loss, it’s not universe, it’s not loneliness and it’s not even you. It just happened and if it’s not random and you are lucky, one day you will understand why.
But for now – give up. Surrender. Accept. Simplify. There will be no message. No like or view. He is not and he will not. He is gone, forever. And it’s ok. And you are enough. And you are not lonely.
Every time you hug yourself, every time you merge with the universe, he is there, weaved into its infinity, breathing of his reality echoing in the strings of yours. He is the universe. You are the universe. And this is how it ends.