To the one who left
Before I met you, I accepted the fact that people come and go, everything happens for a reason, and blah blah blah. I didn't care about who showed up and who left because I already had my circle with me. When I met you I was already aware of who you were and I didn't care for who you were because like I said, I already had my circle.
As time went on, we got closer and somehow I found myself opening up to you more than I ever thought. I had my close friends, my roommate at the time, and my circle. But you were someone I was able to connect with more than anyone, you were someone I was able to talk to more than anyone, and I was able to be myself around you and finally let my guard down. I was able to show you there was more to me behind the sarcasm I was using as my walls. As months passed from November to December, we've reached closer than ever, and I was happy more than ever that I had someone that I was able to talk to and be myself around. It felt like nothing could go more perfect.
But once April came, you pulled me aside and told me you couldn't do this anymore, and you left, just like that. I didn't know how to react, I went to my room and I screamed and cried. That was when I felt the most broken, numb, and alone. And the worst part was the one person I needed the most walked out on me. I didn't understand it, I couldn't understand it. How could someone who I opened my heart to leave me like it was nothing? Like I was nothing? And it hurt so much seeing you with your friends, how happy you are, and how happy you were without me.
Fast forward to almost two years later, and I've received the closure that I've been looking for after being so broken and confused for so long. Only this closure was the type of closure that was received by talking and communication. We've both moved on, we became different people. So by being different people we were able to somehow talk as if nothing have happened. As if you never left.
So I just want to say thank you. Not for leaving, but for teaching me that people will come and go. And people will leave, but sometimes it's those that come back and stay, that are the important people.
Sincerely,
the one who stayed
