I loved him. It was true loved. I forgave him for everything he did too me. He pushed me too far. He hurt me too much. I am better then that. I am better then you. You don’t deserve me. You lost the best thing you never had. This will be the last secret about you. Because I am gone.
I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it