You always told me, no matter what it would be me and you. Us , against everyone else. Distance didn’t matter, but it mattered to you and that’s why I left so abruptly. I️ was lost,I️ was broken . But you went on to live your life.
You kept me up at night, you kept me from sleeping, from dreaming. You held me back and expected more out of me than out of yourself. You said you loved me when you clearly didn’t. So I️ had to let go of that. Your beautiful singing still haunts me, I️ can’t listen to certain songs, I️ just can’t enjoy them. But new Music soothes my pain, and that’s how I️ get through.
I️ wrote about you, but you don’t notice. You never did like my writing. You never once even took the time to read it. But I️ always did , and I️ hope you notice now.
You think I’m evil, and that you’re pure. But Satan never asked for my soul. Because it was too invested in someone else. That someone was you , and I’m through with that now.
I’m happy , I’m in love. With someone who’s not you.
I’m writing this because I️ found my angel, and I️ found him on my journey , and for that journey to take place it meant I️ had to abandon ours. I know it’s fucked up, I️ admit that. That’s why I’m writing this for you, so you can finally understand instead of questioning it.
I️ gave up on you, to love myself and to find someone who would love me just as much. I️ gave up on you because we didn’t fit anymore. We were bent , broken , and didn’t bend together the same.
It hurt me , if you were wondering. It tore me in two. But it was important to find someone who wasn’t you.
To an ex lover,
I’m sorry for all that I️ put you through. The pain, the exhaustion, the confusion. I️ hope you understand. I️ hope all is well.