I will be leaving him soon. He doesn't know it yet. But I know. I can feel my heart rebelling at the mere thought of it. But the decision had already been made. In fact, as I am writing this, the decision is slowly being acted upon. Still I feel my heart breaking. Which is better because it's mine and I'm the one breaking it. It would not be him who would shatter it, even if he wouldn't be able to help it. I'll do it myself, to myself before he can do it to me. No point blaming other people in this.
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