The World Doesn't End With Me

"I want to break up," I said.

Don't look like that. Don't look so heartbroken, as if I had meant the world to you

because the world doesn't end with me.

I asked you why you liked me. I was expecting this one perfect answer that only one other has ever said to me. Of course, I didn't expect you to say it, but I hoped and dreaded that you would.

You didn't.

And what you didn't know, or wouldn't want to know, was that afterward I sighed in relief. I was relieved that you weren't the perfect one for me because then I would be struggling with my emotions more than I was.

Don't caress me. Don't try to brush your nose against my cheek. Don't say that I was so right for you, spitting out my words verbatim.

And I turned away because it meant less to me than it does to you.

Just let it go. It was satisfying while it lasted.

But the world doesn't end with me.

I played The World Ends With You the whole day as usual. I'm so close to beating the game! I am irrevocably addicted. Most of my online tabs are about the game right now. haha.

I know it seems like I totally ripped off the title of the game in the part above, but it's ironic for many reasons that I cannot mention. It is just very fitting.

The World Doesn't End With Me, for me, means that you don't need depend completely on another person. You just need to depend on yourself, whether you are you or you are me. The whole point of that phrase is to be resilient. Wait for the future because it has rewards beyond your imagination.