It's been two years since I left. I know you won't speak to me, but I am speaking to you. I don't require a response. I just want you to know a few things today:

I'm sorry I hurt you. I have tried to say this several ways, several times, so I won't go on and on. But first and foremost, know that I'm sorry.

Secondly, I couldn't be happier for you. I don't know much about your life these days, but I am confident that you are doing better for yourself now than you ever were with me.

Most importantly, I hope you can look back now and acknowledge that this really was for the best. Life has flourished in ways that we never could have imagined back then.

I am grateful for the memories, as well as the lessons. I stopped beating myself up over my mistakes, because there's something to be said for being young and clueless. Had we been older and wiser, we wouldn't be where we are today in our separate lives. We're exactly where we're meant to be at this point.

All my best to you and yours, forever and always.