For six years, you were my one and only. You were the sun and the moon, you were my whole world. But sometimes you can love someone and still not be right for them. But for those six years, I would like to thank you.
Thank you for your family. Obviously six years is a long time, and over that period I got to meet your family and grow to love them like they were my own and they treated me as if I was theirs. The vacations, the weddings, the family parties, they will all be fond memories that I will look back on and miss.
Thank you for teaching me how to be patient. You were quick to get angry. You spoke without thinking and it lead to some nasty words. At first I would retaliate, but then I learned how to be patient, how to listen and to understand your pain. This patience has gotten me far in work, friendships, and life in general.
Thank you for your patience. I was not the easiest to deal with, it would be a joke to say I was. You waited around on me for years to get myself together. You watched me break time and time and again, but you were always there to help me put myself back together.
Thank you for teaching me how to love. I met you at the ripe young age of 15. I had no idea what love was, let alone how amazing it was or how much it can hurt. You became my best friend. We went on adventures late at night, we would play Xbox until the break of dawn, you held me when I cried and vise versa. You brought me ice cream when Mother Nature decided it was that awful time of the month. You were there for me when my family wasn't. We fought and we pushed each others' buttons, but we always found a way to work it out. That's what love is. Or at least what it was.
But what I would like to thank you for the most is that you showed me what I needed and what I deserved. And I'm so sorry that it wasn't you. What I deserved was to be pushed to go to school and to work hard. Not to be told that I don't need to do it and to skip out. What I needed was to travel and see the world. To go to all the places I want to see. I needed to move across the country where it's warm and start a new life and you were never really willing to do those things, and that's not your fault. I deserved to be treated like the queen that I am and not like I'm lucky to have you around.
I need to be with someone who is okay without me going out with my friends and not someone who makes me feel guilty when I try to even take one day out of the week to hang out with them. I need someone who trusts me. I deserve to be told things will get better when I'm sad, not just "get over it" or "it's not that bad stop being overdramatic". And when someone tells you that you've hurt them, you don't get to just decide that you didn't. I need someone who will love me for all that I am and not what they want me to be. I deserve to be happy.
Thank you for being a big part of my life, I will always care about you and I will miss you, but it's time to move on.
