The Final Goodbye
Have you ever looked back at a past relationship gone awry and honestly had trouble remembering what it was that brought the two of you together in the first place? Wondered what it was about that person that intoxicated you and lured you in?
You wonder...because those feelings have long since been suffocated in their sleep and replaced with loathing, resentment and an overall dislike.
As I sat in my car unconsciously gripping the steering wheel with an unnecessary amount of force...I watched him drive by. For just a moment, time seemed to freeze because for the first time since our relationship's demise, my eyes fell on the face of the one who had battered my heart so terribly that there was question as to whether it would ever beat again.
I watched him go past...watched the distance between us grow larger...I watched until I couldn't see him anymore. And at that moment...instead of voicing the resentment I had stored in my heart...I silently thanked him.
I thanked him because if he hadn't let me go, I would have never met the man who has made me come to understand what it truly means to be loved.