I liked you from the minute that I met you.
You were exactly the kind of man that I had always wanted to fall madly in love with.
Put-together, smart, funny, attractive… the list goes on and on, and I knew that it was only a matter of time before your smile took over the place in my mind where everything that made me happy had lived before.
And I was right. You came in and took over my life in what I thought was the best way possible.
I would wait by my phone for the text messages and restructure my time around when you wanted me to be available.
You were my sun, my moon, and my stars, and I thought that I was happy to make you the center of my solar system.
The problem was that while I was waiting for you to shine in my direction for just a second, I forgot that you were not the sun in my universe; I am.
I need you to know that I love you. I will always love you, but I love me more.
I love me more, so I need to let you go.
I can no longer sit by the phone and wait for you to call. I can no longer hang on your every word while you are living your life without giving me second or third thoughts.
When I fell in love with you, I thought that you were right there with me.
I thought that we were taking this jump together, but it seems that you stayed at the top of the cliff while I drifted through open air without a parachute.
It is time for me to focus on myself, because when I fell in love with you, I forgot that meant that I needed to love myself just as much, if not more, than you loved me.
I can no longer go on hoping that I am as important to you as you are to me. Reciprocity might seem like a big, meaningless word, but it’s such a small and important concept of giving what you receive.
I cannot keep giving while receiving nothing, because I love me more.
There will be times when I wonder why I gave up what I had, because everything seemed so great in our relationship. There will be times when I wonder how anyone else is going to love me.
I will survive those times, because I love me more. In those moments when I forget how to love me, I will find the support I need from the people who love me more.
It is time for me to focus on myself, because when I fell in love with you, I forgot that meant that I needed to love myself just as much, if not more, than you loved me.
I love you. I will always love you, but you are not the sun, and I love me more.
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