It's funny. I never thought I could do it. We moved so quick, and although we had a great run, I was flying and you were anchored to the ground. I put your needs above my own. Your happiness became all I knew. You were the most important thing in my life; more important than myself.

I lost who I was because everything I was, slowly became you. And the happy go lucky me was nowhere to be found. I was miserable, but I never would have admitted it. I couldn't even admit it to myself.

After spending three long wonderful years together, I finally saw clearly. It just wasn't love. It was everything I thought I wanted. But not what I needed and you realized that too. Because it wasn't wonderful. It was lies. It was fake. It just was not us. And although I know I am to blame for a lot, you weren't innocent either. But I know better now.

Being alone has taught me so much. More than I can comprehend. I am me again. I'm falling in love and it's finally with me. I found out who I am and what I stand for. I am growing in so many ways. I have a career now and I did it on my own. I have gone back to school and accomplished more than I though was possible. And I'm not finished yet.

And while you are still doing the same things as before, I keep growing and learning and finding a whole new meaning. I'm living for me and I have never felt so strong, so brave, and so proud of myself. I love me. I love who I am. I am a damn good person and I deserve so much more than you are capable of giving me. Realizing that took time, but it is so rewarding. I didn't think I could live without you. My universe revolved around you, and now I can say it revolves around me. I am bettering myself not only for me for the first time in my life, but I am bettering myself for the one that I will spend my life with. The person that deserves me.

Because let me tell you something: when you live for you and fall in love with yourself, you will finally understand what it truly means to be alive.