Open Letter To That One Ex
To,
That One Ex
First, thank you. Thank you for being a part of my journey.
Now… In regards to the end of our relationship. I remember
you asking me if there was someone else.
You told me you spoke to a couple people and they said there must be
someone else. I guess for them, and maybe for you, they just couldn’t imagine ending a relationship unless there was a third party that stole their
heart. It must seem impossible that anyone would prefer to be alone, rather
than in an unhappy relationship. Well, the truth is… there was someone else.
Yes, someone stole my heart from you. Only, it is not as you would imagine. However, I
wasn’t the only one with someone else. You had someone else. The someone was your best
friend. And the person who stole my heart from you was me.
I remember you asking “is there someone else?” I wanted
to say “yes, there it is. You know her very well.” You placed another woman
before me, and that was something I would not stick around to deal with. You
may wonder why I didn’t say anything when you asked. Because I shouldn’t have
to. I shouldn’t have to explain to my boyfriend that I should be #1 in his
life. Now… if the other woman was your mother, then yes… I would have expressed
my concerns then. A man putting his significant other before his mother is
sometimes a great feat. And may require a number of conversations. That is
sometimes a necessity. That conversation is an understandable one. But me
having to tell you your female friend should not be placed before me is one
conversation I should not have to have. Imagine if I had another man in my life
and you came in 2nd place. Would you wear that silver medal?
Stand proudly on the second highest pedestal? Watch him kiss his gold metal and
hold it up to the sky? Would that be acceptable? Would you stick around?
We were old enough to understand that we’d each have friends
of the opposite sex. However, your “friendship” was more than that. Sharing a
bank account… moving to another city together (because since you were leaving,
there was no reason for her to stay). Oh… and she would get upset if you spoke
to me while she was around. Does that sound like “just a friend”? I won’t get
into any more specifics, because you know all of them, and probably some I have
no idea about. But, yes… there was someone else. You knew her very well.
Now, to the robbery. Why I stole my heart back from you.
Because I decided to love me more than I loved you. Because I decided you were
no longer deserving of my love. Because you didn’t know what to do with it.
Because you mistreated it. Because you placed it on the shelf to tend to
someone else. Because you allowed someone else to dictate how you treated it.
Because you allowed someone else to dictate when you would love it. Because you
allowed someone else to cause you to ignore it. Because you told me it was #2.
Because you didn’t want it. So I took it back.
I took it back to love it. I took it back to treat it right.
I took it back to mend it. To fix the broken pieces. I took it back to put it
in the #1 position it deserved to be in. I took it back because you didn’t want
it.
I know you made attempts to be friends after all was said
and done, but I chose to close that door permanently. No worries… I harbor no
ill will toward you. Or her for that matter.
Everyone is out for themselves. You were. She was. And in the end… I
was.
I’ve moved on. That chapter is over. That relationship is over.
That season was a part of my life I needed to experience. I
needed it to grow. And I did indeed grow. I learned a huge lesson that I have
continued to put into practice til this day. And it has brought me closer to
The Most High. Thank you for your part in my journey.
Our relationship ended.
Because there was someone else.
Because someone stole my heart.
Because there was a lesson to be learned.
From,
Me
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