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Thinking back on old conversations of ours and smiling wistfully.
Sometimes, I'm glad you left. I know that I never could have, and perhaps, another day or two longer, and whatever this is would have become bitter.
It's nice to think sometimes that when things were good, they were really good. But, even after all that happened, after all the growing and learning I've done since, I'm glad I don't resent you for the bad times.
They were bad, certainly, but perhaps necessary. I've come a long way since, and if it is the only thing I will ever be able to bring myself to thank you for, I will.
There are still a great many things I hate you for, and you know I don't use that word unless I really mean it. But, I can't hate you for this, not even for forcing it on me. I'm a better person for it. Just hope you are too.
Sometimes, I'm glad you left. I know that I never could have, and perhaps, another day or two longer, and whatever this is would have become bitter.
It's nice to think sometimes that when things were good, they were really good. But, even after all that happened, after all the growing and learning I've done since, I'm glad I don't resent you for the bad times.
They were bad, certainly, but perhaps necessary. I've come a long way since, and if it is the only thing I will ever be able to bring myself to thank you for, I will.
There are still a great many things I hate you for, and you know I don't use that word unless I really mean it. But, I can't hate you for this, not even for forcing it on me. I'm a better person for it. Just hope you are too.