Dear My (used to be) Boy,
Thank you. I just want to thank you. You treated me with such kindness and love. You made me laugh more than I lived and that is something that I still crave to this day-to laugh how you made me laugh. We lived each day spontaneously and that’s what I loved about us. You made the least spontaneous person in the world take risks, and if that doesn’t say something about you then I don’t know what does. Your mental illness got the best of you, and I was okay with that. I wanted you to put yourself as a priority, and I to would put you as a priority. I gave you all I had, but you were still unable to love yourself. There is no one to blame for that. We had a great relationship, and I thank God for that. You taught me more about myself than I could ever imagine. We parted because you didn’t want to be a burden, and I knew I needed to let you figure yourself out without me. I still think of you every day. And wish I could still listen to your jokes. I’m still so proud of you for fighting so hard to stay here on Earth. You make me want to be a better person. Thank you.
Love, Your (used to be) Girl