In the last 10 months, I have been happier than I’ve ever been in my life. For the first time, I was ok. I was good enough, and worth something to someone. You made me fall in love with you without trying, and were so much more than worthy of that love. She had hurt you so badly, and I wanted nothing more than to heal that hurt and make you realize just how much you deserved.
And then things started to change. You started pushing me away, and eventually started spending time with her again, “because you wanted to keep that friendship since it had been such a huge part of your life”. And then I found out you had slept with her again, even after the living hell she put you through.
I’ve never been so physically sick in my life, but i realized that you were worth forgiving, and that I wanted to do anything to make it work.
But the time is past for me to continually try. It’s your turn now. It’s up to you to prove that you really do want this. It’s time for you to make your actions match up with all the words you’ve said. It’s in your hands now. I can’t keep hanging around waiting for you to decide what you want, for you to decide if this is worth fighting for. I’m going to walk away now, and it’s up to you to decide whether you want to come after me. If given a choice, my choice will always be you. Always. But it’s up to you to decide if I even have that choice now.
I love you. I have since the first time you smiled at me, and I will until the day I draw my last breath.