And maybe, just maybe, this is my chance to move on and finally let everything go. To let go of the tasteless fights and the pain I bore for months on months on months. To let go of the nights he made me feel absolutely worthless and told me this was my fault. To let go of what I stupidly believed was true love, because we so desperately wanted it to be so. To finally let go of him, and his toxic behavior that in the end only dragged me down. Maybe I can laugh again and stay up all night listening to love songs, thinking about someone else. I will dance the night away with them and make everlasting memories, and hopefully these ones won't ever haunt me. I can smile when I hear his name and not be afraid to show the world my feelings for him. Maybe this is the start of something new, something different, and something more wonderful than I have ever experienced.