Thank you for all the memories, the sweet and even the sour. I gave you a lot of things such as power, yet you never gave me the time of day. I used to be so enraged at the thought of you not spending time with me, but now I understand it was just you. It wasn’t a flaw, it was just you simply being boldly and brilliantly you.

I’ve grown since you waltzed out of my heart’s ballroom. You swayed with perfection dancing around the possibilities of a future and I tried to catch your eyes; very ungracefully I might add. I tried so hard to obtain your eyes because as a little girl I was told that if glances are stolen, so are hearts. I was much older but I still believed that held true. I never caught your eyes.

It’s been a while now and all I have are your ears and you still own my naive heart. Although the walls of that beautiful dream fell down around me and left my heart in pieces, I thank you for being such an influential piece in my life. It took a great deal of time for me to realize these ruins that surrounded me wouldn’t stay forever.

I’d soon be strong enough to pick up the pieces of my perfect fantasy and rebuild them the way I wanted. But until then I saw you in everything. I saw your soft, crooked smirk in each memory that unfolded in my mind, I saw your pure, innocent eyes in each pool of water that reflected back at me the way your eyes once reflected my soft, shy grin, but the thing that hurt the most was the sound of your voice whispering those three words that haunt my dreams.

The walls that once kept me trapped inside our fantasy have since set me free. When those great walls finally fell and revealed the world around me I realized the missed opportunities that occurred when I was entangled in your arms. You had spun me around and around until my existence revolved around you.

The freedom from the shackles of gravity being broken has been the biggest feeling of relief I’ve ever felt. Losing a love like yours has since made me a stronger person. I have been able to pick up the pieces you tore down and build them back the way I had envisioned as a little girl.

I built my castle walls tall in hopes that nobody else would be able to destroy them the way you so easily did. I built a moat around my castle hoping you’d never be able to wander back through the gates of my heart.

And when everything was said and done I looked back and I reflected. Not everything good is meant to last. What seems so good for you at one moment in your life isn’t necessarily always what is meant to stay.

Sometimes our castles are torn down in order to grow, to teach us, and to shape who we are. You left a stain on my heart, you left a hurricane where my castle once stood and I’m grateful. You taught me how to love somebody other than myself, you taught me how to forgive when I was broken, but most importantly you taught me how to be stronger than I thought I was.

I’m finally strong enough to admit this.... while I must admit my heart still yearns for you, I’m ready to say goodbye to the love that left me broken.