ｔｏ,  ｔｈｅ  ｏｎｅ  ｗｈｏ 
ｂｒｏｋｅ  ｍｅ

i'm loving the sound of my heart being fixed again,
i realized that there is no point being with someone who was a huge chapter in my book when i was merely a line in theirs.

this world is far too big for me to allow myself to see you as the best thing in it anymore.

you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.
so, thank you.

on christmas, these letters will be my last gift to you,
i hope you'll read them and realize how much you meant to me
and i hope you'll regret doing what you did.
you didn't deserve me nor did you deserve her.

in the end, i learnt how to be strong.
Alone.

i am mine before i'm anyone else's.

- A.

The end.