I think about you some times.
Not in a romantic way or anything.
More so in a way that makes me understand how God puts certain people in your life that serve as catalysts for personal growth.
You were one such person.
The older you get the more clear you see things.
And despite everything that happened
I have no bad blood for you whatsoever.
I needed to go through all that.
It put my life to perspective.
It forced me to look inwards and grow.
It taught me emotional intelligence.
And about respecting boundaries.
I debated sending you this because of that last sentence, however, I also felt an urge to release going into the new year which ultimately usurped my hesitation so here I am.
I don’t think of you that often.
I guess what I want to say here is Im thankful for the pain. Im thankful for the rejection. Everything. All of that shaped me. Made me stronger.
Made me realize the real value and importance of true connections and how when you’re young you think they’d be much more common than what they really are.
The fact that back then I was able to connect with someone on a level I thought I previously could not reach was fundamental for me.
And honestly, I value whatever connection we had, because despite how my emotions clouded my judgement and reasoning at the time, and things not making much sense, I had a good time with you however short lived it was. And in this often painful, dull and strange world, that sort of thing is a thing of beauty.
I remember… distinctly feeling heard and seen by you and as lonely as I was in that point of my life, that meant everything.
So I want to thank you.
&
wish you nothing but the best in this life.
This is not a plea to reconnect. There are no hidden agendas here. Just a human saying words to another.
Peace be upon you.
