"And I’ll keep looking at you through these rose colored glasses, stitching my broken heart back together piece by piece. You broke my heart, that much is true, but darling I’d let you break it a thousand times more just to hear you say you miss me too. No matter what has happened between us, my love, there’s something you should know: I could never regret one moment spent by your side. For doing so would mean losing every part of me that’s changed since meeting you. You may not be the one, yes I know that now. But meeting you was the end to my aimless wandering, the refuge that my soul desperately searched for. For you see, you gave me hope. Hope that people like you do exist. And with that hope I’ve now found peace, that what will be will be. Not all relationships are meant to last forever, some exist just to light the way to the future that awaits. But darling you were my muse, and after you left I found myself unable to speak, all the words I needed to say buried as deeply as the feelings I felt for you. But there is some irony to this, isn’t there? You said you didn’t believe in love, that life itself holds no comparison to dreams. But you restored my ability to believe that real love is out there, if we only have the courage to seek it. Your words still haunt my thoughts, almost daring me to try and forget you. But I don’t want to forget. I want to remember it all and know that if something that wonderful can happen with the wrong person, I have so much to look forward to with the right one. And that, in itself, gives me hope."
—Sweet-elysian-thoughts
