To my ex’s new lover: You probably didn’t realize that night that he was mine…that he had been mine for over a year. You probably didn’t realize that the night that you shared would shatter my world. It would change everything I believed in about him, about fairness, about respect. I’d like to say that if a man leaves another woman for you, it is likely that he will leave you for another woman, but maybe the two of you will find happiness. Maybe your chemistry is so truly strong that he can justify the way he betrayed me, not as a lover, but as a friend and a human being. Maybe you were just there, and he needed an escape. At the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter.
To my ex: I wish that things didn’t end the way that they did. I wish I could go on believing that you loved me deeply. I wish I could go on believing that you were different and that you meant it when you said you wouldn’t hurt me. The truth is, I’ve found someone else, and he is all of the things that I wanted to believe that you were. What we shared was poison in my veins, and I see that now. I see what it means to be with someone who wants to be with me. I see that “the chase” is a childish and fruitless expense of energy. I thought that the shattered pieces of me couldn’t be picked up and put back together, but everyday I picked another piece up and reminded myself of who I am, of what I am capable of. My dear Peter Pan, I hope that you find your Neverland so that flying away was worth it.
To myself and anyone else who has ever felt abandoned or betrayed: You are strong and amazing. The world is at your fingertips and nothing can stand in between you and your dreams. Let go of all resentment and blame and embrace love. Embrace your life. Do not waste anymore energy on the past. The future is waiting for you. I am so proud of you for moving on.
I didn’t ask you to fix me; I just asked you not to break me more.
The only way you could destroy me is because I let you.
The bittersweet feeling of being in love with someone who loves someone else: it’s a painful happiness that cannot be explained in any human form of communication.
What I would give to be swept off of my feet and into his arms.
