Without You.
I was going to write a poem here.
I even wrote out part of it.
Then I realized something.
All that needs to be said here is one simple statement:
"I am happier now than I have ever been before. While I am still broke, still jobless, still scraping by, I have never been happier in my life than I am right now."
I will never give you the thank you that you wanted, for the things you think you did for me. But I will thank you for doing the thing you did for yourself, because, in doing so, you made room for me to be happy without you, and you made me realize how little I needed you in the first place, something I should have realized a long, long time ago.
I even wrote out part of it.
Then I realized something.
All that needs to be said here is one simple statement:
"I am happier now than I have ever been before. While I am still broke, still jobless, still scraping by, I have never been happier in my life than I am right now."
I will never give you the thank you that you wanted, for the things you think you did for me. But I will thank you for doing the thing you did for yourself, because, in doing so, you made room for me to be happy without you, and you made me realize how little I needed you in the first place, something I should have realized a long, long time ago.