And that’s just what it was. I had already been broken to bits before I met you. I had drowned in tears and screamed to the gods long before you. So I had already worked on myself. I found myself and I fell in love with myself. So when I met you I was happy. When I was with you I wanted to be with you, I didn’t need you. And that’s what love is in a mature way. I didn’t depend on you for anything, even happiness. Quite honestly I just wanted to share my happiness with you. So I guess that’s why it sucked when we didn’t work out. Because although you may see me still as a kid, I know what I’m looking for. When I seek a relationship it’s because I hope for a future with that person and by that I mean spending the rest of my life with them. I’m at a point where if I choose to be serious with you it’s because I want to settle down with you. So that’s just it. It hurt because I wanted to settle down with you and we just couldn’t. I’m sad I won’t be able to wake up next to you everyday but I’m going to be okay.  I’m honestly weirded out with how I feel. I have no urge to make you regret losing me or “glo up” in a sense. Because I’m satisfied with the person I am currently, but you weren’t. And that’s okay. We’ll both be okay. But I do know when we ended you didn’t own any happiness. So I hope you find it, because you deserve it. Because I remember how hard it was for me losing someone who made me happy. But don’t put the blame on me, because you chose to leave me. But you’re gonna find your happiness, I know it. And then I’m sure you’ll be on the look out for the kind of relationship I’m looking. We’ll be okay. You’ll be okay. I’ll be okay.