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Dear first love,

I forgive you, and more importantly I've forgiven myself.

For the unlived "what-if's" and the possible "could-be's";

I cherish all the time well spent

the way just being together made some of 

the best memories.

I loved you for exactly who you were,

not the possibilities. 

I saw your strengths, and saw you learn 

to strengthen your weakness'.

I loved you for a million reasons unsaid,

even after time moved on and only memories

live in our heads-

as we grew to sleep at different times,

alone in serperate beds.

I'll never forget you,

I cherish you and had to do what's best.

We never promised to be together forever,

we promised that "one of us would end this, if

we ever became as toxic as 'them'".

And so I did.

I could see in your eyes, you probabaly would have felt

better off dead.

But over time, never knowing, as your light began growing-

I was a wildfire left burning as ashes to the ground.

Time and time again

I learned to pick myself up

and became stronger.

Until one day I learned, 

standing in front of the ocean,

a speck at a blueprint of existence, alone,

you weren't the one I thought of.

I felt free. I thought of my journey.

I loved you, I swear. 

But life faced me with a double edged sword:

Truth and Dare.

Right then, Right there.

I promise I loved you, I assure you

I've still cared.

And as for my first southern grown Kentucky home-

I pray you have strength, connection, faith, and perspective.

And I pray,

you move forward and love, again, too.

Sincerely,

The one not meant for you.

Blinded by Love

Part 2.