He's still there, when I'm falling asleep next to you, when I'm whispering "I love you". He's still there, when you undress me, he's still there, when you caress me. He's still there, whenever I look at myself in the mirror, and nothing is easy, nor clear. I'm figuring out my life, now that I'm by myself.
I'm sorry for making you go through this with me, even though you knew what you're getting into, I wish you didn't have to. And you're my best friend, of course you care, you always have, even when it hurts you. I promise, I'm doing my best. And one day, I'll be able to give you everything you deserve. One day, he won't live in my mind, nor my heart.
And most importantly, one day I'll know how to love myself enough, that no one will ever possess my life like him. I'll know how to be enough to myself, to be proud of who I am. I'll be by my own side, I won't need anyone helping me find my path. And I'd like you to be there when it happens, but I'll feel so consistent with myself, that I won't necessarily need you to.