At a tough part of my life, you walked out. You closed the door, locked it with your key, and just kept rolling along the beaten path. Just like clockwork, it always happens at the tough times.

I am not one for grudges, nor am I plotting a schemed revenge to make you feel just how bad I'm hurting. I am not one to wish bad on you or hope you are miserable. I am not like that at all.

You left without a hint of notice or timely 'goodbye.' It was like as fast as it started, I had already let you slip away. It's a whirlwind that, sadly, I am used to by now.

And I'll live without you.

I'll live without you just fine.

There is a lot happening in life. People are moving. People are dying. People are being born. Buildings are being created, sidewalks are cemented and vehicles keep changing. Lives are changing. In fact, I am changing. Changing into a better me with a brighter tomorrow knowing I had some sort of time with you.

Short timing, but I learned a lot from you. I learned a lot about myself. In a few shorts weeks, I became weak again, wanting to please you anyway I could. I was not that strong girl I knew before New Year's. Although still there, she would step aside to let her heart win. I was scared, fearing the inevitable I held in my heart. But she let my heart soar anyway for even just a little while.

I love that girl for letting me do this, for showing me again what it is to care for someone so quickly and truly. I thought I lost this part of me somewhere between rejection and abandonment. I wasn't quite sure where this part of me existed anymore.

With a smile, you brought it out. You brought her out to play, to dance and to adventure once more. My wings were spread with a heart on my sleeve.

My walls are breakable, I know that now. What I also know is that these walls won't just come down for anyone. They came down for you, and may be in shambles right now, but they'll be built back up for me to guard myself until the real thing. A lot of people can get caught in the comfortableness of it, settling for the first they get.

Because of you, I know what not to do. I know that my walls are special, and that I am capable of breaking them down myself. I choose when they stay up, and who to let in. Although you were only a visitor, you made it feel amazing to know what feeling something for a person is like again.

I don't hate you. I could never hate you.

Thank you for showing me what it feels like to care about someone once again.