I deleted you from my phone, gave away your favorite sweater, threw the photobooth pictures we took, and crumpled the receipts of the places we've been to. Now you only exist in the crevices on the back of my mind, shadows on the curves of my body, and a ghost of lips on mine.

The picture of you and her kissing is forever etched into my mind. You look so happy, so content. I knew this day would come, I know I broke up with you... but I didn't fully anticipate the pain that came with it.

Our time was sweet and fleeting. So, thank you. Thank you for making me realize my worth, for being there for me. For driving me to the pier, for not making a u-turn in the middle of the road because you didn't want to "put me in danger", for finishing my dipple dots when I couldn't finish it, and for respecting me for the lady that I am.

Despite all that, you had your flaws as well. I wont mention them since I want to honor your memory in this note.

Our story is one for the books and one which I will hold dear in my heart for as long as my mind can remember.
© vee_v