Goodbye “Goodbye.” With that I turned around and walked away, shredding my heart more with every step I took. I missed him already. All I wanted was to turn back and run into his arms again, to breathe him in one more time. But I knew it was for the best that I didn’t. Him and I, we were never supposed to be together. Getting into the relationship, I knew it wasn’t going to last. But still…. I had hope. Hope that he would be mine, and I would be his. Hope that when I got married, the man in the tux across from me would be him. Hope that he would be my last first kiss. Hope that this moment would never come. But now I know it was inevitable. I believe I did this for the best. Not so much for me as for him. He deserved better, a girl who would be home to say hello when he opened the door. A girl who would always put him first. A girl who he could trust with all of his problems. A girl who will care about him as much as I do, but can actually prove it. He deserved a girl who just wasn’t me, a girl that I knew I could never be. He promised he would never walk away from me, but I never made the promise back. Deep down, I guess I knew that he would deserve better, and that he wouldn’t see it. Deep down, I knew that I would be the bringer of my own heartbreak. Deep down, I knew that I would need to be the one to say… “Goodbye.”