It was just another chapter

There was this person that I used to know who said that life is like a book. Each part is divided into chapters and like any other book, these chapters have their endings. I am closing a chapter in my life right now. A chapter that I desperately and stupidly tried not to end for I liked this particular bit in my life. For a while, it made me happy. It wasn’t one with just happiness and laughter that’s why I tried to hold on to it as long as I could, but because it has taught me a lot of things. I learned a lot about myself and the other character in this story. As I go along with this chapter, I discovered both good and bad things about myself, I learned that I can be content with what I have, I learned I am capable of loving selflessly, I was sure I am a good person (at least I tried to be); but I also learned that I can be stubborn and I still have a hard time of expressing myself and how I feel. The other character of the story and I, however, are not on the same page. The character was at stray most of the time, have deliberately chosen to hurt me in ways I can’t imagine possible. I refused to believe what I saw. Because of that, I know I am partly to blame for how this story turned out because I have chosen to start this chapter in my life. I was its co-author. We were in it together. I decided to be a part of it, knowing fully well that the other character was struggling with its own demons. I tried to stay and understand what he's going through. That was apparently, another mistake. For it was another opportunity for him to know how vulnerable I was, thus, another opportunity to hurt me. I was foolish enough to think that this chapter in my life will be the last one I’ll be writing in until I grow old, not knowing that my co-author has started to write a new one - without me. So right now, as I write the final part of this chapter alone, I am saying goodbye to the remnants it has left me. Soon, I will write a new one, hopeful that it will have a better ending than its predecessor. This was just another chapter and I’m done with it. And so, I write again...