u/Cosmicological

I was the one who broke up with them. I made the choice, and when they begged that we could work it out, I stood firm on my decision. I was the one who couldn’t handle the situation anymore and I was the one starting to become distant.
Yet despite knowing all of that, I cry. I cry, and I scream, and I wallow, and I regret. And I know it was the right choice, but I so desperately wish it wasn’t. I wish I could’ve just been happy with them.
Their words ring in my head, desperate pleas, and I hate myself for crying. Because I chose this, so how can I be so destroyed over it? Isn’t this what I wanted? I just feel like such a complete failure right now.