I don’t have to answer your calls
I don’t have to reply to your messages
I don’t have to tell you how my day went
I don’t have to answer the door when you come by
I don’t have to tell you how I’m doing without you

I can choose to share my hurt with the world
I can choose to delete all our photos together
I can choose to start seeing someone new
I can choose to never speak to you again
I can choose to move on without you

You don’t get to choose what I do with the hurt you gave me

Mariam Shittu