You were my best friend. My only friend.. I loved you. I gave parts of myself to you I can’t get back..
I miss you. I miss hugging you. I miss you kissing my forehead.. it’s a soft yet powerful reassurance.
But you had a dark side.. And because I’ve been in abusive relationships, I recognized the red flags.. The threats, accusations.. Some days it’s like it wasn’t even you... and you would play it off..
It hurt me to go But I had no choice Maybe it was the way we started it.. I’ll never know... I try my best Not to think of you.. A small piece of you will live inside me. I won’t forget..
I hope you find happiness And that maybe one day we can be friends... But let’s be honest for a Moment We were both broken in different ways. I pray you heal just as I pray I do. But no matter what, it didn’t give you the right to hurt me. To verbally abuse me... yet like a fool. I still love.
When you’ve been in abusive relationships your whole life.. Normal changes.. Suddenly you put up with stuff you never would have before.. It ends... I may not have a support system, But I have myself. And through all of this, I’ve become much stronger then I thought 💭