I remember the first night I went out with you and you asked me to dance. Everyone at the bar was watching us.
I remember you asking me if you could "keep" me.
I remember you speaking fondly of the glitter my robe left in your bed.
I remember waking up in the night. I cracked my eyes open to see you, and you were already looking back at me. I felt safe that night.
I remember you making me egg sandwiches and oatmeal with blueberries for breakfast. Then you would usually walk up behind me and kiss my neck.
I remember you encouraging me.
I remember when you told me about your enlisted advisor and your lies. I felt like it was the first time I trusted something you said and that felt good.
I remember you studying the way I rubbed your feet. You watched my hands as if you were trying to learn what felt good so you could reproduce the act. The innocent look on your face was captivating.
I remember the day you told me you had absolutely no empathy and my heart sank ten-thousand feet.
I remember the day I talked to your other girlfriend for the first time and she told me the mean things you said about me and how unstable I was. Your chaos caused me so much pain. Your actions hurt me the worst.
I remember you saying we should get back together and then you left for the beach the next day with another girl. You also ignored me for days.
I remember you inviting me to a concert only to tell me you couldn't go and then learning you went with someone else.
I remember the day you tried to cause problems for me with management after your own lies surfaced. You blamed me for not continuing to be your "friend" in the "aftermath".
I remember when you wrote me everyday for 2 weeks and I believed that you had "grown up" only to learn you lied about where you were for your Birthday and who you were with.
I remember the day you finally devalued me and called me an incomplete person.
I remember when I was finally strong enough to break up for good. You gave me the silent treatment and I just wanted to be your friend.
I remember a lot of things that I'm trying to forget. I still care a lot and hurt a lot but everyday gets a little better.
I have a new definition of love now and someone new to go with it. He is one of the best things that's ever happened to me.
I'm sorry for you because you don't know what you're missing.
You've never felt empathy so you can't grasp it's purpose. People do the best they can with what they know.
I forgive you because I know you are emotionally handicapped.
The difference between us is that I have empathy and you don't. Therefore, I am responsible. I will never forget this lesson. Two wrongs don't make a right and the best way out is always through.
I am a stronger person today and I am whole, regardless of what you think.
The world as you see it, is a reflection of yourself. I hope you find what's missing and most of all; I wish you peace.