Dear ex,
I think about you often these days. I still don’t understand why, yet there you are, in my everyday thoughts. After all, you did give me some of the best moments of my life. But with those came the worst as well. I gave my all to you. Every last emotion, laugh, and tear. The day I realized we were over, was the most torturous of all. I felt like I would never move on, and to be honest, I haven’t. I hold the memories of us close, both good and bad. . The sad truth about this though, it hasn’t made me stronger. In fact, I’m weak. Weak to the thought of love existing, and weAK to the sound of your name. I don’t hate you, I never could. But one thing I want you to know. I hope she loves you like I did. I hope she knows your flaws and loves you just the same. I hope you hold her, love her, and protect her as you should. I pray you are happy in love right now, and I hold on to the hope, that maybe one day, someone will love and cherish me, the way I did you. Endlessly, selflessly, and completely.