Thank You For The Tears
The end of the world arrives, then you wake up the next day and move on. I cried when I realized I had moved on from you. I’d prayed for this resolution for so long, but I’d also played the dangerous game of imagining a future with you. I cried because I could still remember a time when I thought I could rely on you, but you proved me wrong again and again. After we said our permanent goodbye, the seasons changed and the weather turned cold.
But that’s when he appeared. On the coldest nights, he keeps me warm. While you would always shut me out, he pulls me in and holds me tight.
Oh, it hurt to move on from you, but as soon as I did, I found him. The one who will dance with me under streetlights until two in the morning. The one whose love is patient, even when I can hardly speak. The one who holds my future.
Ten years later and I still remember the way you hurt me, but I no longer resent you. No, instead I say thank you for making me move on, because otherwise I would never have met him. Thank you for breaking my trust, so that I could know the value of trusting this man with all of me. Thank you for showing me the most selfish side of love, because I can appreciate his selfless love all the more for that.