I learned that it’s okay to remember the good times. I choose to remember us as the couple that could talk for hours and make each other laugh like crazy.
I learned that it’s okay to cry. When we broke up I not only lost my boyfriend but I lost my best friend.
I learned not to hate you. It would make things much easier if I could paint you as the bad guy, but that wouldn’t be fair. We were both to blame for how things played out.
I will always be grateful to you because you helped me believe in myself. I have done things that I never would have imagined and that’s all because of you.
You taught me that it’s okay to be vulnerable and to let people in, and for that I will always be thankful.
Finally, I learned that not all stories have a happy ending.
