To the boy who broke my heart,

I never thought I'd ever have the strength to write this out. I swore as I wrote a flood of tears would escape my eyes, but here I am with no tears left.

The day you gave up on us was one of the worst days of my lives. I blamed myself for everything that went wrong. I sat around hoping that you'd text or call saying you wanted to give us another chance. I mean we had so many plans for our future together, and poof they were gone in seconds.

My heart felt heavy as I thought about what could have been. The wounds left were raw and hurt. I will admit for awhile I was bitter and angry, but that has now passed.

I'm not sorry that I couldn't be who you wanted me to be, but that girl wasn't me. I'm still trying to figure out if you loved me or who you thought I could be. I tried so hard to be that girl, but let's be real that would erase most of who I am.

Looking back, I don't think you ever would have worked out the way we wanted. We weren't healthy for each other. We both had our faults that hurt the other person. As much as I wanted our dream future to come to life, it was a fantasy world that didn't exist.

As upset and broken as I was with our break-up, I thank you for it. You opened my eyes to so many things. I've become a better and stronger person through this event. You set me on a journey of self-discovery and recovery. It's something I don't think would have happen if you hadn't of shatter my heart into a million pieces.

The last thing I want to say was I wish you well. I really do mean that. I hope you find what you are looking for this world. We had our bad times (also some good), but I don't wish anything bad on you. Hopefully, you can find the person you really want/need and live a full life.

Sincerely,

The-Not-So-Heartbroken-Anymore