Two things I will like to tell you is: I’m sorry and thank you.
Our ending has been very tragic and extremely long and only because you wanted to continue fighting and pushing through even when I told you countless of times that I only saw a friend in you and for months I stood firm with my decision. I know you didn’t want this to end because the feelings you started to grow for me was new but for me they were long gone. I knew deep down you hated me for making this decision, I hope that one day, and you’d be able to understand me.
This is me saying my sorry.
Sorry that I was too selfish. Sorry for putting you through so much pain. Sorry if there were times that I took for granted your feelings for me. Know that I didn’t want to intentionally hurt you.
I also wanted to thank you.
Thank you for all the things you did for me, but most especially for showing me what it felt like to be truly loved. You always put my happiness first before yours. You showed me you were sincere and serious no matter how much I doubted you for your intentions. You took your time to know not only me but also my family. You were always there to listen to my ramblings no matter how silly they were. You put up with my craziness and my mood swings. You didn’t judge me when you saw my imperfections yet loved me even more.
Thank you for showing me that I was worth it. For not letting me doubt if someone loves me or not. Thank you for showing me that I shouldn’t accept half-assed love
I didn’t want you to be stuck with me; I wanted you to be happy. I wanted you to find someone who would be able to love you in return. That same unconditional love you so willingly gave me, which endured all the pain and conquered all of the challenges. That same passionate love that begged to be felt, appreciated and acknowledged.