a letter to my boyfriend's ex

meghan whitmore

I don’t wish you ill, I actually want to thank you Thank you for not seeing how amazing he is. I appreciate you not fulfilling his needs and painting his world grey.

I thank god every day for creating the man you chose to misuse because I now get the chance to show him every single color this world has to offer.

Just know that when his darkness comes creeping in, I am there with a torch keeping his bad days away.

When he thinks he’s alone, he can reach for me and I’m right there. I will treasure every body part you brushed off. I will plant trees in his creativity that take roots to dreams come true. I will continue to captivate his imaginations with concrete solutions. I will love him in all the parts you couldn’t.

Addendum:

Thank you to my ex, for breaking me in ways I didn’t know I could shatter. Because if you didn’t, I never would have known how his soft hands can hold me together.

Conflicting Intensities

tineesha mckay

Feeling deeply is a paradox. One moment, you would set yourself on fire to feel alive— The next, you would take back every ash…that burned you deep inside.