anonymous
If I’m being honest, I can’t say that I’ve ever loved you, or hated you for that matter. It’s complicated. Lately, I’ve spent more time looking into you. Not for vanity’s sake but because I wish to see the things which were once hidden from me.
I’ve thought about breaking you; watching myself shatter. After all, I am a part of you and you are all of me. As time has passed, we’ve grown apart, and I’ve realized that I no longer need you in the same way I once did. I’m becoming my own person and while I can’t say that I completely love myself, I can say with confidence that I don’t hate any part of myself either.
This year, I’ve decided to let some things go. I’m aware that I can’t ever completely rid myself of you but I will no longer let you define me.
So, moving forward, we’ll share the same space, but have set boundaries; like roommates. I’ll visit you in the early morning, late at night, and in other quiet moments of the day, and then I’ll go back out into the big wide world and explore, discover, feel, touch, taste, love, experience, and live, while you wait for me to return.