Quotes For Healing Broken Hearts [Continuing]

Letter March 16

March 16

Dear Justin,

Last year around this time, you told me you didn't love me anymore. Despite you having told me how you truly felt, I clung to you like a piece of dry gum stuck at the bottom of a desk. We got back together because I pushed for it, and our relationship was happy for some time, but it was never quite the same. We argued a lot more. You lost your patience with me sooner. You stopped asking me as many questions. Our dates became less of a priority to you. On the other hand, I started to suffocate you, clinging on to you even more because of the distance I felt. I asked you a million questions. I demanded a thousand dates. I texted you every minute we were away from each other. My love festered into obsession.

When I finally realized that this relationship wasn't healthy, I confronted you. My concerns were never really addressed; we always shoved them under the rug in an attempt to convince ourselves we were happy. Two Sundays ago, I reached my breaking point. I told you I was done. All you said was, "Okay" and you let me go just like that, and I wonder, did you ever really love me if it was that easy to let me go?

But I just never give up, do I? I gave you not one, but two chances to reconcile with me. I asked my counselor to help us process everything and come up with a solution, a compromise, but you blew me off because you had other priorities.

Now, when I see you, you're always smiling. You're laughing. You're happy. You say you feel open and free now. Meanwhile, I cry every single night. I barely make it through each day. I really struggle to understand how you're moving on so quickly, how you can smile and laugh so freely despite everything we've lost.

You saw me cry today. You didn't say anything, instead, you walked the other way to avoid my path. And again, I wonder if "I love you" was just a fabrication this whole time. How can you love me if you can so easily watch me fall apart? You say you're burned out, but it doesn't take much to ask me if I'm okay. You say you're burned out, but imagine how I feel. I've lived this way my whole life. You say you're burned out, but I was the one who dropped everything for you. What did I do to burn you out? I just gave you my unconditional love.

-N