Least I'm Not Bitter (Imaginary letter to the ex)

I don't blame you for being a negative anti social recluse who is terrified of life. I don't blame myself for being encaptured by your beauty, honesty and convictions.

I blame myself for believing things would change and, for the years that I spent putting everything into our future that we would talk about with hope and promise. You know the dreams that you had but never followed through with when it was time to go. Where working together would give us everything in this moment and the next? The reward is the journey but you had no intention of taking it and instead, I found myself continually alone - trying to make it ours. Lonely within our world and then, tired of being alone, I preferred being alive among the lonely than alone with a dead woman.

Yes, it takes two to tango but, it only takes one to try to do it with a dead person. That one was me for fifteen years. To close this letter, I wish to apologize to you for the insult but it is reality. Many men leave a woman for another believing things are better in another place. I left you for nothing knowing that it was lonely where I was going. I just knew it was less lonely than if I had stayed so your rival is emptiness.