Thank you, to the ex boyfriend who not only taught me what it felt like to actually be loved, but for also letting me be apart of his life, for however short the time was.

I didn't know what a healthy relationship really felt like. I had never had bliss or happiness that just never stopped. No fights, no worries, just peace and compatibility.

I picked him up at Logan airport. Such a lovely first impression, as I parked my car in the wrong place and we had to go looking all over for where it got towed to. Thanks for bearing with me through that.

He's warned me he wasn't a typical southern boy, however that seemed very unlikely, as he is a gentleman through and through. Opening doors, checking on me. Making sure there was water next to me when I woke up after a night of drinking.

One night we made pizzas together. He made the dough from scratch, I was in shock. I'm a good cook myself, but I don't think I could manage to make that myself. We made our individual pizzas and settled in for a night of Netflix.

Very long story short, he's moving back to Texas to be with his family. I'm grateful, for the time we did share together. He taught me what it felt like to feel secure and happy. He taught me how to feel stable and loved.

There is a song, called "We Owned the Night", by Lady Antebellum. There is one line in that song that particularity stands out, that I haven't gotten out of my head since we hugged goodbye for the final time. "And I knew in that moment, that we'd never speak again. But it was perfect, I never will forget." This is how I feel about us ending. We were pretty perfect, and I won't ever forget about how wonderful our time was together, and how I wouldn't have traded the experience for anything. I genuinely wish him nothing but the absolute best, and even though it's bittersweet knowing we won't see the other again because of the move, I can take solace in knowing that we both will succeed in everything we do. Thank you, for showing me what true happiness in a relationship feels like.