I can finally look at you and not feel my heart stop, though it still skips a beat but only for a second.
I can finally stop wearing the necklace you bought me our first year, though I'll never lose it.
I can finally kiss someone else and not wish it were you instead, though I will always remember the taste of your lips.
I can finally stare into your eyes and not be hit with a tidal wave of memories, though I will never forget how the fireworks by the courts shown brighter next to you.
I will never forget the sparks, or the flame we shared.
But flames were meant to die.
You were poison in my veins and I struck venom in your heart.
Three years later I can finally say I am ready to move on.
I will always love you, but I can no longer be in love with you.
This is the goodbye I always longed for.
This is the end of our story.
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