There once was a time when you were everything. When we talked about everything. When all I thought about was you. And then you disappeared, but what you don't know is when you left you took my heart with you. Just recently I realized I had gotten my heart back. It was almost two years ago when we suddenly stopped talking. For whatever the reason was, I can't remember why we stopped talking to each other. I know the feelings were, and maybe are, still there.

But that doesn't matter any more. It doesn't matter now. Because even though you are still in my heart, and that is a place where you will most likely stay for a very long time, I want to forget about you and the pain you caused me. I used to write you thousands of letters and I would think about sending them but I never would. I used to think about all the things you promised me. I would sit there hoping for the day when I would see you and you would walk up to me and pull me out into the middle of the street so we could dance under the streetlights. But since you I've realized that true love is harder to find than you let on. You made me believe that you loved me.

My heart was shattered and I was unable to find my crazy glue to try to piece it back together. The pieces were too broken, I was unable to fit them together right. You made me feel like I couldn't go on without you. And now that I've been through that, I feel stronger than I ever have. I know now that I am ready to go on. And that makes me feel better about myself.

But now I'm happy with my life. I have my heart back because I decided you didn't need it any more. I decided to live without you and love without you controlling me. I feel better about my life and being able to love again. I thank you for helping me see, somewhat, that men like you can't survive. They need to feed off of someone else's pain. Well, I'm sorry but I won't be one of the people you suck the life out of any more.

Goodbye forever,