Don’t you dare to tell me that you still love me...

You won this time, I couldn’t answer back, you only missed one point, but the rest is correct. I planned a life with someone else despite you. I ruined our life for a stranger.
I don’t want to end up making excuses, but it is what it is.
Am scared. Scared to have this life for good, scared to never see you again, scared to prove you wrong and never get back together. Scared to be alone and to settle for real this time, to just accept this.
Maybe you have fulfilled all your needs but I still feel incomplete, empty. With a meaningless life.
But every time am stronger, I can bare more.