I’m grateful that you lied to me. Through your lies I now understand the importance of honesty. I am honest today more than I have ever been, as I am wary of the wounds that lying leave behind—I’d rather be hated for who I am than be loved for who I’m not.
You made me love the person you are not, and thank you for doing so. By showing me your true colors, I learned that love is about action.
You taught me that love isn’t words, nor is it merely sensual f*ck.
How I thank you for opening my eyes to the fact that the most beautiful love ever made is the one with the soul. And although you have taken my clothes off my body, you kept my soul entirely dressed. I wanted you to undress it, touch it and make love to it.
Alas, my wishes were in vain.
More importantly, thank you for never being ready. Now I know that it’s not relationships you weren’t ready for—it is “I.” You weren’t ready neither for me nor for the intensity of my love. You knew you would drown in the depth of my ocean and this is why you made me believe that I was merely a lake.
Thank you for getting the best and the worst out of me—you were like a double-edged sword that made me see my two polarities. Now I know how much I can give, how patient and forgiving I am and how much sh*t I can take.
At the same time, you showed me how weak, co-dependent, angry and attached I can get.
Your wrong kind of love forced me to find balance within myself. It taught me that there is a thin line between being kind and being stupid because darling, sometimes we become so kind that we become blindly stupid. I now have more awareness within myself that will be of great benefit for me in the future.
And perhaps the greatest lesson of all is you are still teaching me how to forgive myself. You’re teaching me that I shouldn’t blame you—it is me I must blame for I chose you and decided to stick around like a lost puppy.
Thank you for loving me all wrong because now I know what it means to love all right.
I have visualized the right kind of woman out of the wrong kind of actions that I saw in you.
After loving you madly and you being pregnant 4 times , holding my hand with promises of being my wife.
Thanks to you, I came to realize what kind of woman I want to be with.
You opened my eyes to what I really need, and I couldn’t be more grateful.
Thank you for showing your true colors Mekh.
Thank you for being you.
It is because I saw this side of you that I know more about who I am.
But unfortunately I cannot stop loving you.