Imposer.


“I worked so hard with you, developing myself to become someone better.
You promised.
You promised it would all work out in the end.
You promised it would only get easier from here on.
You promised you loved me, and so I waited for you.

Your Promise became an Imposer of my life.
Dictating my every action and decision.

My friends would stop asking me to go out with them because they knew, you wouldn’t allow it.
My family would see me less because every moment I had I wanted to spend it with you.
I hated you, but I couldn’t live without you.

Because of your Promise, ImSpore.
I no longer need you for me to grow into the person I know I can be.
I have learned to love and put myself first.
To discover and open new doors.
Here I am, happier without you.
I hope you find someone who loved you like I did and can gain yours in return.

Whether you see this or not, farewell my first love.”