It took me many years to stop loving you and become the top bitch.
I fought hard to tear down emotions, to build walls, and to wear a mask.
It took me years, because you can't wake up in one day and say: "You idiot, I stop loving you", it takes effort, patience, and a strong stomach.
"It took me years to stop loving you, but I did it," I said to myself and burned away every memory of him.
You must learn to fight the demon within you and burn every memory of it.
Yes, it may be difficult, I may seem very harsh to you, but I'll tell you something: When you want something badly, you achieve it.
And loving the other person at some point fades over the years because you've simply lost touch.
You're just left with a bittersweet memory and you just move on with your life.
You stay and endure, and if at some point you think of him, it won't be because you love him, it will simply be because your mind and subconscious unconsciously take you back to the past and in a flash the memory disappears.
So I stopped loving him, but he became a bitch to me.