You say that you’re no good for me
Cause I’m always tugging at your sleeve
And I swear I hate you and you leave
But I like it anyway.
I couldn’t count the people I have ghosted with my fingers anymore. If hell does exist, my soul has probably long been burnt the very first time I went Bye, Felicia! on my first victim.
Ghosting — just in case someone is wondering what it is — is a term used to refer to the act of disappearing in the process of dating somebody. I first stumbled upon this term when I was reading an article on Huffington Post one time. The article defined it as a term that:
…refers to the anecdotally pervasive act where one dater ends a relationship by simply disappearing. The ghost does not give an explanation of any sort, leaving the ghosted wondering where he or she went wrong.
After reading it, I was a bit relieved to know I wasn’t the only one doing it. All these time, I had been feeling horrible thinking I was the only evil creature who does it. Well, when you think about it, it actually does sound like an awful mental behavior, and unfortunately, according to the article, everyone has the tendency to do this.
I was starting to think it was already a serious kind of mental disorder, as someone I used to date screamed at me last time, telling me I was mentally challenged because I didn’t talk to him for two weeks. No text messages, no e-mails, no phone calls, no anything, and after that? No explanations.
At this moment, while reading this, you may also be thinking how terrible and crazy I am. You’re right. I am. Not being crazy is so not me. I haven’t liked another person who also has the tendency to do it until recently. Yes. I have found my Karma. I have to admit I have been having a hard time dealing with my emotions in the past few weeks because of it. My heart has been broken, and my PRIDE has been hit to the core.
Where’d you go?
I can’t find you in the body sleeping next to me
Where’d you go?
What happened to the soul, that you used, to be?
This song by Halsey is absolutely perfect for people who have experienced being ghosted. It has been playing on repeat on my playlist for over a week now, and I still haven’t gotten over it. I had no idea it was this painful to be in this situation. I can hear a voice at the back of my mind screaming “yes, b****, you deserve it!”
Where has my pride gone to? Where is my honor? My glory?
I’m searching for something that I can’t reach.
I have been having a difficult time sleeping at night, thinking of the many reasons why he did it to me. I want to know why. I think I deserve to know why. I dislike this feeling. I don’t want to experience this anymore. I want to laugh at myself because I have never thought this would happen.
How could this happen to me?