Everyone says how proud they are that I am working on myself, that I moved on. I threw out the cards you sent me and deleted pictures. I don’t have your number anymore.

If there is an acid test for gold, so is there for forgiveness.

If you don’t want me then someone else will.

Thank you for the broken promises. Thank you for the happy memories. Thank you for the lessons. Thank you for leaving.

Today I remembered what it was like to have you by my side. How fortunate I was to be loved by a soul like you. 

Your fingers flip through the index of my spine, shuffle through the chapters and I shiver against your open hands pressed flat against the small of my back.

Every minute I spent with you felt magical. And I thought that maybe you felt it too. Apparently, I was wrong.

Did someone break it enough times for you to decide it wasn’t worth the risk, it wasn’t worth the reward.

Every time my mind wanders to the bad that occurred between us, it makes me sick. 

Be thankful that there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. The holiday season may not be great for everyone, but try to remember that for however hard you have it this year, things could be better than you could imagine the following.