Dear Past Love,

To my Past Love (of whom I’m still in love with)... I ask You... Should I hate You because You hurt me? Or should I love You because You made me feel special? What we had was a beautiful thing, but in a way I also want to thank You and whatever driving force was behind us those long years. We cannot beg someone to stay if they want to leave. We have to admit that love doesn't give us the license to own a person. This is what love means...sacrifice. I’ve been told never to talk about what I gave up to make this relationship possible because that’s what life is about. So my sacrifices and life decisions remained sealed. Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain. Someday we'll know why the sky is blue. Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you. You said you love, but you are just not in love with me. I simply do not believe you. Deep down I know it's best for my Past Love and I to be apart, but I still hate the thought of her ever being with someone else. Someone else touching where I once touched....Kissing where I once kissed, and holding what I once held. Sometimes I wish I had never met her because then I could go to bed at night not knowing there was someone like him out there. I can't HAVE her, but at least I can know that I HAD her. -- Even in the darkest night, the sun has always risen --