She’s not the type of girl to wait by the phone, she won’t cry, she knows it’ll get her nowhere, she’ll laugh a lot and often, and she will live her own life. She would like him to be a part of it, but she will do just fine without him.
She liked him most when he talked about the things he’s passionate about. That’s when his eyes light up, alive, dancing, and burning, as if he saw the world that no one else has seen.
But her feeling was real, she still cared him but in time, she realised that he did not, so she’s starting to imagine life without him. She’s no longer afraid to walk away.