Ashlee Valentin

I had forgotten what breathing fresh air felt like. I had forgotten what it was like to prioritize my own happiness. 

Loving someone is giving bits and pieces of your heart to someone who may not appreciate the gesture or care enough to replace those pieces with pieces of their own. 

I was lost in you, and that made me more sure of who I was and what I wanted.

I was a person who lived to please the one she loved and fuck being that girl because she will never be happy. 

I want you forever and I have always. I thought the feelings were mutual.

You found me stuck in my own head. You introduced me to genuine love and incredible happiness and I could never thank you enough for that. 

Instead of blaming myself for giving you a piece of me, I remind myself that you took it.

You were selfish and I realize now that you were never good enough for all the love I gave you.

I tried washing my bed sheets to get rid of the smell of your cologne, but the feeling of your arms wrapping around me while I sleep hasn’t left.

I’m sure I will cry and laugh and scream in the process, but I know loving you will be worth it.

You made it seem as though you needed me just as much as I needed you and I wish I knew where those thoughts and feelings went. 

You need someone who will hold your heart with caution the way I never did.