A Letter To My Exes
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A Letter to My Exes

Thank you for the damage done

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A Letter to My Exes
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To The Heartbroken:

I'm sorry that we met when we were so young. I will never forget all of the fun that we had together as best friends. I grew up with you being a constant in my life. When we were kids, things were so simple, we would go on adventures and explore new places. As we got older, things got complicated and we realized that friends don't look at each other like we used to.

I'm sorry that I ran from you. I'm sorry that I spent years searching for something that I already had, and I'm sorry when I finally figured that out it was all much too late.

To the guy who's heart I broke you deserve so much, and I know that isn't me. You are special and there is a reason that I kept going back to you for all of those years.

I'm so happy that you're happy, and know the pain that I caused you was never intentional, I'm sorry that I never fully knew what I wanted.

To My Learning Experience:

I don't remember much of you, my brain has blocked out most of the time that we were together. I don't know why I stayed with you for so long, or why I convinced myself that you treated me with respect. I faintly remember how much I cried when I was with you, and how little I thought of myself. You are my ex that caused the most damage.

You used your words to make me stay, and you used your charm to validate my decision. I will never forgive the fact that you played to all of my weaknesses to make yourself seem powerful.

You were my biggest learning experience. You taught me to never let anyone make me feel the way you made me feel. You taught me that I deserve more than you.

To The One I Never Saw Coming:

After I had broken a heart and my heart had been broken, I swore off finding love during the youth of my high school years, and this is why, I never saw you coming. We had been friends for years and at the speed of light it became so much more. You treated me like a princess, and I couldn't even wrap my head around how happy you made me. We seemed like an uncommon pair, but maybe that is why we worked so well.

Thank you for finally being what I had been looking for. Thank you for ending my indecisive tendencies, and carrying me at my most vulnerable state.

Though when your heart lays in others hands it's a lot easier to be broken, and that's exactly what you did. But yet, no matter how hard I try I can never blame you, or even be mad at you in the slightest bit. You could do no wrong in my eyes and that's why I thought this was all so real.

Maybe we were too different or maybe our timing was just off, but from you I learned that I shouldn't fight for someone that doesn't fight for me just as much. You can't try to make things work that just aren't meant to be. Though, I thank you the most for being the ex that made losing you so hard.

From my exes I learned that love is hard, but with the right person it should be easy. I am writing this letter to emphasize that before you can find that right person you have to go through some pretty bad times to get there. Yes, I am still on the hunt for prince charming, and maybe I will be for a while, but from these guys I know that I can go through hell and still manage to bounce back.

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