Apr 2017
There’s Something You Need To Know
Every time I begin to tell this story, I always start it off by telling people that you were the absolute, best person I could have ever wanted to spend a small part of my life with. Though we didn’t end up together, I never think of the year and a half that we spent together as a waste. At one point, you truly were the best thing that had ever happened to me. I guess what I’m trying to say is, don’t underestimate what we had because of how it ended. I know to you, we can never be friends, and you probably don’t think the best things when you hear my name, but breaking your heart was the hardest decision I ever had to make. Watching you go through something I never intended on putting you through practically ate at me-day and night. As much as you don’t want to admit it, the two of us weren’t meant to be together, and I was hoping with some time you’d see that too.
“What’s worse? To have your heart broken, or to break someone
Easy.
I’ve had my heart broken in the worst way, actually it happened after my relationship with you. It destroyed me. I mentally felt like I was losing a part of me everyday. Physically? I felt like someone hit me in the stomach every time I tried to breath. It made me question who I once was and if I’d ever come close to being that girl again. I don’t even think you would have recognized me.
But I need you to know,
It hurt significantly more to break your heart. I would have rather felt my heart break everyday for the rest of my life than to have had to watch you lose yourself that day I said goodbye. There was no way I could have avoided it. If I could have, I would have done whatever it took. Some nights I prayed you’d find someone else, and just call it off with me. I prayed you’d get tired of my mood swings and irrational overthinking. You never did. You were patient, kind, loyal, and loving. I don’t think I’ll ever meet a person that has a heart like yours. You loved everyone, even when they didn’t deserve loving.
You were my best friend. But that was the problem, I needed a best friend in a boyfriend, but I only ever felt one of those for you. I’m not trying to imply you didn’t give me the right amount of love or attention-you were perfect. But after awhile, the jokes and the laughs felt more like a friendship than a relationship. I tried to wait it out to see if it would change, it just never did.
I think of you a lot now, and each time I do I envision you with a life you deserve. An amazing girlfriend that you’ll hopefully propose to one day. A great job that you worked your *** off for. Your family all healthy, and your ability to make people laugh still going strong. I want the best for you, and though the feeling probably isn’t mutual, I needed you to know
I need you to take away something from this. It was that I tried. With every little bit of energy I had left in me, I gave it my all. I’m sorry the end result was something that hurt .
Every time I begin to tell this story, I always start it off by telling people that you were the absolute, best person I could have ever wanted to spend a small part of my life with. Though we didn’t end up together, I never think of the year and a half that we spent together as a waste. At one point, you truly were the best thing that had ever happened to me. I guess what I’m trying to say is, don’t underestimate what we had because of how it ended. I know to you, we can never be friends, and you probably don’t think the best things when you hear my name, but breaking your heart was the hardest decision I ever had to make. Watching you go through something I never intended on putting you through practically ate at me-day and night. As much as you don’t want to admit it, the two of us weren’t meant to be together, and I was hoping with some time you’d see that too.
“What’s worse? To have your heart broken, or to break someone
Easy.
I’ve had my heart broken in the worst way, actually it happened after my relationship with you. It destroyed me. I mentally felt like I was losing a part of me everyday. Physically? I felt like someone hit me in the stomach every time I tried to breath. It made me question who I once was and if I’d ever come close to being that girl again. I don’t even think you would have recognized me.
But I need you to know,
It hurt significantly more to break your heart. I would have rather felt my heart break everyday for the rest of my life than to have had to watch you lose yourself that day I said goodbye. There was no way I could have avoided it. If I could have, I would have done whatever it took. Some nights I prayed you’d find someone else, and just call it off with me. I prayed you’d get tired of my mood swings and irrational overthinking. You never did. You were patient, kind, loyal, and loving. I don’t think I’ll ever meet a person that has a heart like yours. You loved everyone, even when they didn’t deserve loving.
You were my best friend. But that was the problem, I needed a best friend in a boyfriend, but I only ever felt one of those for you. I’m not trying to imply you didn’t give me the right amount of love or attention-you were perfect. But after awhile, the jokes and the laughs felt more like a friendship than a relationship. I tried to wait it out to see if it would change, it just never did.
I think of you a lot now, and each time I do I envision you with a life you deserve. An amazing girlfriend that you’ll hopefully propose to one day. A great job that you worked your *** off for. Your family all healthy, and your ability to make people laugh still going strong. I want the best for you, and though the feeling probably isn’t mutual, I needed you to know
I need you to take away something from this. It was that I tried. With every little bit of energy I had left in me, I gave it my all. I’m sorry the end result was something that hurt .
