To all the boys who broke me
Thank you for shattering me into millions of little pieces. I picked myself up and I learned how to love each and every one of those broken pieces.
You showed me I have more strength in me than I gave myself credit for. You showed me that not everyone you lose is a loss. You showed me that the broken can be beautiful too.
That those broken parts allow the light to come in. They give you an opportunity to see from a distance all that was wrong but you were just too close and too in love to see that.
To all the boys who lied to me
Thank you for the poor treatment, for all the lonely nights I spent wondering where you were, for cheating on me God knows how many times, for making me feel like I wasn’t enough.
Now I know it was never my fault. I was more than enough. Always. You were the ones who were insecure, scared to commit and thought only about yourselves.
You never once paused to think about how your actions would affect me. You had no conscience and you had no problem intentionally hurting me.
Because of you, I know that not everyone’s heart is the same as mine. That not all people treat you with the same respect as you do them.
That’s why I got better at detecting when someone’s not being honest with me. That’s why lame excuses and empty promises don’t work on me anymore. I know better now.
To all the boys who treated me right
Sorry for punishing you on behalf of those who were there before you. They were not your sins to pay. I just lost faith in all men because of everything that happened to me before you.
I was so scared that the same scenario would happen all over again. I was afraid that I would go right back to the start and end up all shattered again.
That’s why I wasn’t able to trust you. I kept on waiting for when all the good things would turn into dust. I waited for those out of the blue fights, poor treatment, and tears in my eyes.
I wasn’t prepared for you. I wasn’t prepared for so much goodness and kindness in my life. All I had known before was nothing like it and I really thought I was living in a beautiful dream.
But I kept waiting for that dreadful moment when somebody was going to wake me up and tell me that none of it was real.
To all the boys I’ve loved before
Thank you for being a part of my life. Thank you for leaving my life. Thank you for teaching me valuable lessons by doing that.
I learned to trust my gut. I learned to pay attention to that little voice inside of me telling me that something wasn’t right. I learned to walk away from situations that didn’t make me happy.
I learned that I should never give my all to someone who gives me nothing. I shouldn’t be the only one investing in the relationship and making all the effort if there is no reciprocity.
I learned that I deserve better, I deserve someone who will meet me halfway. Someone who cares for me as much as I do for him and isn’t afraid to show it.
I learned that I am worthy of love and that my past doesn’t define me. All the bad experiences shaped me into the strong, independent woman I am today.
All the boys I loved before taught me I am capable of love, that I have it in me. That my heart is able to love stronger after being broken. I just have to find the one who is worthy of all that love.