This is my bestfriend. Not my boyfriend.. But my bestfriend. Soulmate, even.
We have kind of twin souls. Know eachother backwards and forwards.
We have a strange relationship, unlike any other and it cannot really be explained. But we get it.
This is my bestfriend. He knows my heart and my mind, sometimes better than I do. There is no one else like him, and I don’t always give him credit. So here is your credit, I love you. <3
“Well if all of that negativity happened in the last three tears..
You should be excited for the positivity the next three will hold.”
I can’t wait. <3
And I will be so appreciative.
..how to make myself happy anymore.
This is going to be my longest and hardest journey yet.
This last year has been the longest and hardest thing I’ve ever had to face. I feel like I learned a lot about myself and even more about the world around me. I am entirely thankful for the path this last year brought me to. But it’s time to say goodbye and close the door.
I love you. I will always want every happiness for you.
But I can’t be your safety net anymore. & I can’t let you be mine.
Finally, I’m going to allow hapiness for myself.
Now I am resolute. I will miss you.
But this is it. Goodbye, my love.

I don’t have any other place to get this out, and I fear I must get it out. For my own sake.
I loved you more than can ever be explained. The only way you could know is if you’ve felt that for someone. Most think they have, few really have. The ones that have are both lucky and unlucky. I loved you so much I lost myself. I loved you more than I loved myself. All you’ve done is tell me why I shouldn’t love you. Well, I’ve finally listened.. I’m loving myself again. Now you can’t let me go. You can’t understand why I’m doing exactly what you’ve always told me to do. In the time it took you to realize what I mean to you, I fell in love with you and then realized I’m better off loving myself. At least when I break my own heart, I know it’s coming. And I can let go if I need to. You on the other hand, you want it all. You couldn’t just mean the world to one person. You need to mean a little bit to the whole world, particularly of the female race.. I’m sorry but that’s not what I’m about. If I’m going to love you more than I love myself, you’re going to do the same.. Otherwise, I’m going to lose myself and you’re going to lose me. Oh, wait..
So, I love you. But you broke me. Now leave me with the pieces and I will fix it. Leave me to my mending.





