…but I just can’t bring myself to. There’s still a huge part of me that is hanging on. No part of me wants to move on except for that small part that is in survival mode and knows this will kill me if I let it. That part of me will win soon. I can’t control it. Survival will take over… Anyway, here it goes…
I thought you were the most amazing man in the world. Then I realized that the most amazing man would not have let me go. The most amazing man would not have chosen himself over me. The most amazing man is not that selfish. I need to let go of who I thought you were and realize what I see now. It’s time for me to move on and let the real most-amazing-man-in-the-world find me.
I know your fear is that I will feel neglected by you, but YOU have control over that! You are a main ingredient in US, and YOU have the power to make US work. However, you chose not to even try. You just gave up. Coward.
You know, there is a far worse feeling than being neglected by you. There was one time when I felt you didn’t want to be around me, and that stung, My heart sunk a little, but then I realized I was misinterpreting the situation. Anyway, I do understand that feeling of neglect, and I have felt it many times from others, but there is something worse. Being completely rejected by the man you care about more than anything is far worse. It is comparable to being rejected by my dad as a child. He didn’t just neglect me, he completely rejected me. He gave up his rights as a father so that he could go live the life he wanted. I don’t get why you wanted to can us so bad when you had someone who was so willing to figure this out with you!
I was SO WILLING to go with you and figure this out together, because that’s what great couples do, and that’s what I thought we were: a GREAT couple. I’ve never wanted that with anyone.
So, I have been dealing with the feelings of being completely and utterly rejected for something that will ultimately be very unfulfilling. How do you compare a person to an artistic passion? That is just asinine. Nothing is better than being with the person you connect with on such a deep level. Nothing is more fulfilling than building a life with that person, and it hurts so bad that I have been denied that. The absurdity of choosing a THING over ME… just… hurts. You have chosen to destroy something that had the potential to be so awesome. I don’t know anyone who would give that up for anything. We could have been two artists living the dream together and figuring out how to make that work together one day at a time. You have let your fears ruin the best thing that ever happened to you, and for that, I feel so sorry for you. I do hope you find it again when you are ready, but why would you take that risk?! WHY? Some never find it. It took me 12 years to find you. I can’t imagine another day without you… but now I have to. I have no choice. I just pray it doesn’t take that long again to find another you.
You broke up with me. You don’t get to see me anymore. YOU made that choice. I know you want to hang out and be friends, but I can NOT do that to myself. My heart can not take it. You want to have something with me with no commitment. No strings attached. Sorry, I refuse to be used like that. I want something different. I want what I thought we had. If the thought of me being with someone else is so gross to you, then fucking do something about it. If you really have feelings for me like you say, and you really miss me, maybe it’s time to re-evaluate why you did what you did. It just makes absolutely NO sense at all. And, I am just a hair from disappearing from your life for good.
I will end up being that girl who holds on for dear life, the girl that hopes he will come around and thinks that if she just gives him what he wants, he will change his mind. No. I will not be that girl, but I will turn into her if I keep you in my life. I had a nightmare last night about you. I dreamt that I took you to the airport. I kissed you at the security checkpoint, told you I loved you for the first time, and watched you walk away. That would be the final tear in this thing that has been ripping me apart. I can NOT do that to myself. I just can’t. This dream was a premonition of what is to come for me if I continue on this path and I won’t have it come true.
You said you gave me four months. Really? Like I should feel so blessed to have had four months?! 60 YEARS WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN ENOUGH TIME WITH YOU! You were the most amazing man in the world to me. Not anymore. I guess I was wrong. It’s time for me to move on.