I dont know where you began, I didn't even know where it exactly ended. I just know it did, and it was not something seen as unnatural as a cat mating with a dog.. It was definitely something expected, like the wind picking up before a storm. I couldn't begin to even know where to question why it took so long to take leave. But once it did, it meant the world had changed. We were right, and we were wrong, but it was beautiful and awful all at the same time. I do believe there is nothing that we could've done, between the rain falling and the snow beginning to take its place. We hated the cold, and I hated the loneliness of the love that was lost.
You chose that path on a whim, more of a persuasion or fooling, but none the less it was a path you chose. I tricked you, like I've now learned not to, and you believed every word. You were intense, and sudden, just so impossible to bear. I hated you everyday, but at night loved you like you were the only tree left feeding me oxygen. I got on every nerve you ever had, then dry humped the last one.
I had my moments to where I became bearable, and easy. Sadly these moments were only shared between us, and not publicly for proof of sanity. I don't blame myself, nor you. I take the share, and give you the other half. I'm so jubilant in only the way an example could be for one of the past, but I see where I need my place to be and it was never where you are. So I can see why the hand that replaced mine fit so well. I don't harbor hatred, nor disdain for yours, I respect your presence along with the futures. I will not regret in entirety our paths crossing, or forget every good moment I had, because I definitely shared those with you. Fate is something too much to try to twist, and it was not possible between us. I've written you one letter before this, and I've never nor will send either. But the last one, I truly did not feel as if I meant.
Thank you for the path you've directed me towards, and the hardships. They've shown me who I am and who I've chosen, or needed to become. You will never see my view point on us, as i do. I realized this a long time ago, and I've become perfectly fine with that. Apologies lie within us, but acceptance does as well as to whether or not we get the first should not matter on moving on. I accept you. I appreciate you. I can only hope you live an enchanted memorable life. I'm tired of the bitterness, and the shit talking. Moving on is part of my life now. Thank you.