An Open Letter To My First Love From My Present Self
Dear First Love,
Thanks to you, you broke her down and she built herself up. How can you treat someone who showed you so much love and so much respect, so cold? She doesn't even know who you are, she only knows who you used to be [or claimed to be]. I mean yeah, it was all good for the moment and then you suddenly changed like the seasons. For what reason? You had something good and you missed your shot. You could've been Michael Jordan fourth quarter in 1992.
She wasn't perfect, but she was close enough. Like any relationship, there will be ups and there will be downs. She literally put up with you through it all [we won't speak on everything], but she was what rappers would refer to as a down a** chick. She was down when you were down and she was down when you were out. She stayed down until she couldn't take too much more.
She looked up to you at times she couldn't even look up to herself. She loved you. Like literally loved you. Sad to say, she loved you when she couldn't even find the courage to love herself. You made her crazy [in both a positive and negative aspect]. She was crazy in love. She was crazy about you and she was plain old crazy.
They say, "when you find a good thing, hold onto it". She held on for as long as she could. Eventually she had to let go and realize that in order for anything to ever work, she had to first love herself. She had to let go to realize her worth. She had to let go to realize that she deserved better. She had to let go to realize that sometimes love wasn't enough.
She wanted respect.
She wanted more.
She wanted you, but eventually she realized that not even you were enough.
Thanks again for showing her how a man should not treat a woman and helping her realize that she was and will always be worthy of more.