I Sometimes Wish...: July 2012

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

To the man I once loved

To the man I once loved, you were everything to me, you were my first love, my best friend, the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Everything about you was perfect to me, including the imperfections that came with it, maybe that was the blindness people talk about when it comes to love. Throughout our crazy memories and the ups and downs we went through, I knew at the end of the day I wouldn't trade you for the world. You are compassionate, kind, and affectionate. You comforted me on my bad days, and strengthen me when i was weak. My love for you was unbreakable, I loved you so much. So much to where I would put myself in danger to keep you safe. I know at times I had trouble showing it, and many times my pride got in the way but when I do show it, I can see the joy in your hazel eyes. You loved me too, I know. You loved me so much you would have given your life for me, I've seen. Our love was so intense, so much burning passion and emotion filled our hearts. Nothing or no one could break us apart, we were one..

But Man That I Once Loved,

What happen? I loved you. How can our love that once was so strong be broken? If I love you so much, how did I have the strength to walk away? To walk away and never looked back. What went wrong with our love for it to end? After all the things we went through, the things we worked hard for, I gave up. I realized, you were never going to change. The promises you made, you were never going to fulfill. All the sweet words you spoke of was just an illusion. The warmth of your touch becomes irrelevant. You put me through hell and back, the images you put in my head are never going to go away. You were everything to me, in the end I'm left with nothing. You see, Man That I Once Loved, you took my love for granted, just like I took your love for granted. The memories we've built, gone. The trust we worked hard for, destroyed. I loved you. just not in love with you.

I'm moving on, moving forward my beautiful disaster

Sincerly,

Anastasya Yuanita