Dear Second Love,
They always say you meet everybody in your life for a reason. Of course, at that time I believed you were in my life to be there for the rest of it; however, you were there for a different reason.
You were the person that finally made me able to breathe again, to cherish again, to be happy again, but most importantly, to love again. First loves are always the hardest to break free from, but almost like magic you allowed me to forget the one person I thought I couldn't live without.
Broken mentally and emotionally, I stumbled upon you by accident. At first it was just nice to have somebody to laugh with, but then came the butterflies. After my first love, I believed that I would never have that feeling again, which caused me to doubt that love would ever exist for me. You changed that for me — my heart began to flutter again, and race whenever I would get the chance to see you.
I began to notice the small details in you and in your personality. You always wanted to make everybody smile; I don’t think I ever remembered being around friends and family and not being able to just be happy. You always had the softest touch as if you were afraid you'd hurt me; your lips barely grazing my forehead to peck a kiss is a feeling and memory I’ll never forget. You always tried to put me first before anything else. I could always tell you genuinely loved me when you put me before your hobby. And lastly, you never gave up. Whether it was our relationship or a project you were working on, you always gave your all. You had so many unforgettable qualities, however, some of your best qualities were also your worst.
You wanted so badly for everybody else to be happy that you sacrificed your own happiness. You were always so scared to let me see emotion in you that it affected our relationship negatively. You were always so gentle and kind, but sometimes you were so gentle I could barely feel your presence. You tried to make me the number one priority in your life — sometimes so much that I felt that you didn’t have an opinion on anything. And lastly, your ability to never give up. The final quality that made us last longer than it should have. You hated to see me hurt or upset, the sole reason you pushed off telling me you didn’t love me anymore.
Not every relationship is meant to last forever; I knew the real reason I had met you anyways. Deep down you knew you were more significant than just another boyfriend. You knew because you saw me struggle to love myself. Somehow I was able to view myself as lovable again with your help. I never viewed you as my second love or my boyfriend, I viewed you as my best friend who unexpectedly stumbled into my life and gave me the power to love again.
After being with you, I finally understood the saying, “Everybody comes into your life for a reason.” You came into my life to show me how to love. You may not end up in my life forever, but you definitely have changed it forever.
