Letters to You 1.1

Dear XXXXX,

I need to say that I am sorry. I am sorry that I did not forgive you sooner, and I am sorry that I didn’t let you go when I should have. I put most of the blame on you, but really I should’ve been pointing fingers at myself. Yes, you hurt me, and yes, it took me entirely too long to get over it. But everyone makes mistakes. And I chose to make the mistake of letting you back into my life countless times. You were a person I depended on, and someone that wiped the dripping tears off of my chin. Perhaps your intentions were purely selfish and I was censored by my growing affection for you. You saw my broken heart and I was infatuated by your vacant eyes. Looking back, we were a catastrophe from day one. Yet, you instantly became my best friend and someone I confided my darkest thoughts in. And maybe that’s why I blamed you so much since you decided to obliterate the friendship with such few words. But that is beside the point, I am here to tell you that it was my fault for not accepting your decision. It was my fault for not dropping you the second you showed signs that you were not interested in keeping me around.

I am done spending nights thinking about where I went wrong. I have said my piece, and I no longer can have this dangling above my conscious. I know exactly the way I want to be treated, and I will not settle for anything less. You were my kryptonite, but I have now demoted you to the equivalence of the tiniest dot of poison ivy. I am sorry. I really am, but you are now insignificant to me and I refuse to skip down memory lane with you. Because now every time that song comes on the radio, I change the station. And when I hear your name, I no longer search the crowd.

With all of my condolences,

Me