I wanted to start by telling you that I don’t love you anymore. You’ve hurt me enough times to ruin that. However, I do miss you. Or rather, who you used to be. You’ve changed a lot since we first met. It hurts me to see the boy who used to love me do so much as walk right by me without saying a word or looking my way. You broke my heart many times, but I’ve accepted it. You were never able to love me as much as I loved you, and I’m OK with that. It hurt at first, but now I’m happy that I was able to give you what you needed when you needed it. So I’m not going to yell at you, I’m not going to tell you what you did wrong, and I’m definitely not going to tell you my sob story. I actually wanted to thank you for breaking my heart.

Thank you for showing me all the reasons why I shouldn’t be with you.

I’m glad you sent me all those nasty texts. Thank you for repeatedly arguing with me, making me cry, and hurting me. Thank you for changing into a different person, one that I could no longer love.

Thank you for teaching me to be independent.

When you left me, I didn’t know what to do. You had been my best friend for four years, and I didn’t know how to be happy. I lost my purpose in life for a while. Then, amazingly, I started learning how to do life on my own. I found new things that gave my life purpose, things that gave me hope.

Thank you for teaching me how to be happy without a boy.

For years, I defined my worth by a boy. You were my everything and you made me a person that was worthy of being accepted and acknowledged. When I lost you, I didn’t think I could be happy without a boy in my life. I was wrong. I learned that sometimes, it’s fun to be alone. You get time to discover who you really are.

Thank you for letting me enjoy being single.

Okay, so being single isn’t so bad. I get to meet lots of new guys and the attention definitely doesn’t hurt. It’s nice being complimented instead of judged. It’s awesome getting to hang out with different guys and doing different things. I get to be me and appreciated for it!

Thank you for not fighting for me.

It made me sad at the time, but I’m glad you didn’t fight for me. I’m thankful that you gave up on the idea of us. If you had fought for us, I wouldn’t have ever let you go. I also wouldn’t have realized that you were so wrong for me.

Thank you for proving that I was the strong one.

You gave up right away, but I never did. I always kept fighting for us and I never stopped loving you. It took eight months of me never giving up hope for you to finally push me to the point of quitting. You were weak, but I was strong.

Thank you for letting me go.

The best thing you ever did was let me go. You dragged me along for months, slipping in “I love you” and other things that kept me by your side. Thank you for finally understanding that I had given you every piece of me I could offer. I’m finally free.

Thank you for giving me a taste of love.

You hurt me many times, but I don’t regret falling in love with you. You were my first relationship, my first kiss, and my first love. I’m thankful that I got to experience that with you.