#lovenly

Maybe it's the fact that I left him for you. He was supposed to he better, an exciting adventure. Maybe it's the fact, that to this day I still think you're the best thing thy has ever happened to me. You knew every little niche I had. Every flaw, perfection and quirk there was to know. You knew more about me than I did. He knows nothing. I could walk a certain way and you would know. He has to pry and pry and pry to get it out of me, and then doesn't know what to do when I'm having a fit. It's been really miserable and lonely without you. He is great. He is amazing. Please don't get me wrong. He smells like a walking Abercrombie, his hugs are embracing. But, the most important thing about a hug is it's warmth. His hugs, they just, they just don't have warmth. His kisses don't thrill me, mostly because he has no idea what he's doing. That fact that he is pure is adorable though. You touched me. Every touch excited me. I cannot and will not believe it when you say that it wasn't worth it. Babe. It had to have been worth it. Every second. They say that you can't be friends with an ex because if you are, you either never were in love or you still are. I know. I know for a god damn fact that I loved you. You were my first, the most important. Wait, not scratch that, you taught me how to love. Teaching someone how to love is the most wonderful and fantastic thing ever. I will always thank you for that. If I could teach anyone how to love in some what of a way as lovely as you did, I would die an extremely fortunate woman. I hope, no, I pray to god, that I taught you a thing or two along the way of our fucked up, yet beautiful journey. If I didn't, I can still say my lesson was worth it, dear. Of all things I want to let you know is that, you will forever, and I mean forever, hold the most important place in my heart...