I lost myself in trying to be the person you "wanted", but I knew in my heart that wasn't who I was. I was the girl who has always been confident, but you somehow managed to break that. Loving someone is when you can see their faults and love them anyway. I saw them with you, and I tried to love yours, but you could never love my faults like I had loved yours. I lost myself in trying to make it work, when you weren't worth the pain of giving my all to you. You didn't deserve my all. I realize now that when I loved you, it was the version of myself I hated the most. It was the version of myself I could not recognize. It was the version of myself that wasn't myself at all. I let you try to sculpt me into the person you wanted and desired, but I wasn't "good enough" because you cheated on me, anyway. But by losing you, I slowly began to find myself again. I took the time to discover who I really am as a person and who I hope to be in the future. In a sick, twisted and completely roundabout way, you helped me find myself and love myself, because you couldn't love me enough. I may have lost you, but I am so grateful that in the process I found myself and in the end that is all that matters to me!