Done.

I was deluded into thinking that things would remain the same. But I can no longer turn a blind eye and force myself to believe in things that have changed - in things that have been long gone. This is the last time. I won't try to put myself into something that doesn't fit anymore. It only mocks me at the end. Perhaps as I shed this last layer, I would find to love what's underneath. And perhaps I'll discover something more beautiful than what I've focused on for so long.