It’s been months since we broke up, but you still find ways into my mind. When you first ended things, I took it bad. In fact, it was one of the hardest things I’ve been through as a person, but with time I learned to see the positives; if I could be so in love with the person who wasn’t for me, imagine how I’ll feel about the right person. I learned that it’s okay to love and to put yourself out there; vulnerability is okay.
I largely put you in my rear view mirror. Yet here I am, suddenly feeling like the breakup was last week, missing you. Missing your presence, your laugh, your love. For the longest time, I was so convinced you were my life partner, and I had finally accepted you weren’t, yet for some unknown reason, I can’t help but sit here and worry, what if you were the one for me. I cannot explain in any way, the absolute grip you have on me, perhaps it’s because of how deeply in love with you I was. With time, I’ll continue to get over you, though I wish I never had to. I wish you weren’t just another chapter in my life.
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