Thank you for showing me how to be myself — whether or not that was your intention.
Your choice to love me — and later, to leave — taught me as much in joy as it did in heartbreak. You cracked me open, made me stronger, and reminded me that sometimes, survival demands a little armor.
I’m sorry if I wasn’t what you envisioned, if my quirks clashed with your expectations, or if I let you down in ways I never meant to. Please know I gave it my all, even when it wasn’t enough.
I don’t know if I ever cross your mind, but you drift through mine sometimes. I think of the moments we shared, the ones untouched by the ending, before everything unraveled.
There’s no bitterness here though — only gratitude. You left your fingerprints on my story, and for that, I’ll always be thankful.
— Me
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