2 Weeks Has Passed...

2 weeks since I walked out on you and you haven't even bother to contact me. This just shows that you don't seem to treasure this marriage and me. This just shows that you are not interested in any form of reconciliation. This just proves my own gut feeling that you basically won't ask for me back due to your own pride or ego. This just proves to me that I am never important to you anymore. This just makes me even more determined to let go of you one day.

So, in this case, I hope you would tell your mum straight that there isn't any more hope that we would give this marriage another chance. The poor lady was asking me to give you another chance to salvage this failed marriage. She even tried to put in good words for you and told me how upset you have been for the past one week since I had walked out, in hope to make me soft-hearted. Your poor mum was hoping that you wouldn't be walking the same path as your brother did, she even told me to forgive you for those harsh words you had said to me in fit of anger. Thus, I hope one day you would tell your mum the truth on how much you have hurt me and why I had finally given up on salvaging this marriage. I hope you would tell her that you were the one who refused to contact me and attempt to reconcile this broken down marriage.

Currently, I have adapting back to life without you. Adapting back to life where I have no more commitments and need for much considerations for my actions or behaviors. Adapting back to a life which I have sacrificed for the past 12years because of you. Adapting back to a life where I am back to square one but more hurt than ever and with more difficulty trusting people or even myself in future.

I won't deny that I still do think of you and us in happier times, but I guess that is now over. The happy times are history now. Those touching words you to me in the past now means nothing to me, 'cause all vows made by you are all broken. Whatever you said about loving me so much and telling me how you would love me forever is nothing but just a lie to me now... If you love me, you won't let me go. If you love me, you won't say those hurtful words to me even in fit of anger. If you love me, you won't allow pride and ego hinder you from salvaging this marriage. If you really do love me, I wouldn't be so miserable and hateful towards you right this moment.

I hope God would one day convince me to forgive you and let go of the memories we had as a couple... In the meantime, I really do hate you and your guts right now...
Anyway, you only have another 2 weeks to make good of your words to serve me the divorce papers, otherwise, I would be the one who drops bomb on you...