u/Imaginary_Being1560

Honestly probably way more than I should. Thoughts of you creep into my mind and I can’t stop them. I think about how happy you once made me. How much I looked forward to seeing you. How much I enjoyed hearing about your world. I think about your eyes and how they used to look at me. How you looked at me when you cared.

I think about how much it annoyed you that I could read you, and how much it flustered you.

I miss those days.

Who the fuck lies about buying a new RAV4? I don’t care if you bought it for your ex, but I drove you to work for three weeks.

Is knowing that you’re not going to treat the next person any better. You’re not going to put in the work to improve yourself and right your wrongs. You’re going to keep put your own selfish desires and decisions above everything else, including your kids.

Making them fall for you, only to say “you deserve better” and leave, is the curliest thing anyone can ever do.

Handing him that toy after we picked him up from your grandmas house and seeing his reaction is one of my most fondest memories. During that time it felt like we were a team. It felt us it was us versus the world. I felt like I had a partner again. Someone I was proud to have by myself.

I never told you this but now that I know I’m dying from heart failure I might as well put it into words. I just wanted to know that you made it home safely. I knew it made you feel weak to say, but my care, compassion and love outweighed that.

I hate the way we are now. I hate that you’re probably with someone else. I miss laughing all day. I miss looking at the prettiest woman I’ve ever seen with my own eyes all day.

I could never just be your friend. My feelings for you grew to much. I genuinely loved you. Believe me, I’m the over thinker. To this day, if your sons needed something I’d take care of their needs.

You didn’t have the best upbringing, but I would have gave you every single heart beat I have left to make sure you and your sons had a better future.