Sunday, November 7th

When I saw this PostSecret I immediately thought of you.

I was devastated when you left. I told myself I would never love again. But you leaving led me to God. And as much as I regret everything that happened, and as much as I wish you would come back to me, everything has changed. I’m not who I was—and neither are you.

I never got a chance to thank you before you left. So this is me thanking you for leaving me broken. Now I know the reason—I have to turn to Him before I can love anyone else, including myself.

EDIT:

I think I love myself now. For the first time in 22 years.

I love Him more, though.

EDIT:

I'd be lying to myself if I ignored the fact that I miss you. But maybe I just miss who you were, and what we had.

Maybe I'm just afraid that no one else will ever love me.