I saw a picture of you today, itβs the first time I didnβt feel my heart sink in my chest, the first time I didnβt have to choke back horrible feeling. The first time I took the time to see the happiness on your face. It was the first time I was happy too. The first time it felt like a weight lifted off myself. The first time that instead of focusing on the hurt we caused each, I focused on the lifeβs we lead now. You always wanted to be on the move even when you were βhomeβ for you home is a person it not a place. I was no longer your home long before I was no longer your person. I realize now that you ask about me not because of any other reason then to see that Iβm doing well. I didnβt ask questions about you because I didnβt want to know you were doing well. I have up myself for you but you were ready, or maybe you werenβt willing. Iβll marry you if blank happens, Iβll stay blank happens. While Iβm glad you married me Iβm also glad you didnβt stay. Our babyβs could have been friends, our kids could have grown up βtogetherβ. Weβd have shared pictures and stories and maybe I could have understood a few better. Iβd be lying if I said I wasnβt glad you were gone and by gone I mean no longer with me. I think it bothers me youβre no longer in my life and I think about sending you messages all the time. I donβt though, I donβt because I know itβs worse to let you in than it is to miss you.
