First off, I’ll start with saying thank you. Thank you for breaking my heart. Matter of fact, thank you for shattering my heart. I wouldn't of wanted to hand something so precious over to anyone else to destroy.

I grew very fond of you in a short period of time. I think it was those eyes, or maybe the way you spoke to me like I was the only girl in the world. All the days where I broke down and cried you sat there and cried with me, all the days where I smiled so brightly you smiled with me, we shared something special. Our first love.

As the years went on I noticed I was the one loving more, the one who put their all in to get not very much in return. I deserved better and always have. Your words were lies. Your hopes weren't the same hopes I had. Maybe you looked at me as just a girl you knew, but I looked at you like you were my gift from above.

I have no resentments about the time we spent together or all the effort I put into you. No, I don't hate you. I don't hate you for being the boy who caused me the suffering of a thousand bricks being dropped onto my chest. I don't hate you for not realizing what we had. I don't hate you at all. Matter of fact, I still love you. Funny thing is I don't have much to love you with considering you broke my heart into a million little pieces.

Love works in a funny way people say, not as funny as our love worked. It worked in a way others may not understand. It worked in a way where I felt as if I had everything, but in reality, I had nothing. I know deep in your heart apart of you did love me, or maybe even still loves me. But you were awful at showing it.

To this day I still am very fond of you. Fond of the person I've seen you become since our times together. I still talk to you almost everyday, it's almost like our time never ended. Like you never really broke my heart. But you did and because of it I am a stronger person. I look at myself and think of the girl laying in her bed under the covers crying her eyes out. Of the girl who wanted to end it all over a boy who was meant to be a lesson not a blessing. I look back at that girl and think "Wow, I will never be that girl again."

I know now that as my life goes on I will meet people who will use their words as a way to fool others. I know now that not everyone is as genuine as they seem. I know now that just because someone says something does not mean they will stick to their words. I know now that you were not what was best for me. I know now that I am worth more.

And all I have to say to you,

is thank you,

and good luck in all your future endeavors and I will always be there by your side when you need me.

Love always with my broken heart,

The girl you let go.