Dear You,
We've never met, you and I. We know of each other, we've seen pictures, we've heard stories. In a different place, maybe we'd be friends, since obviously we share something in common. Something about us both made the same man fall in love with us. Only difference is that he stopped loving you, which led to him falling in love with me.
This man is every dream come true for me...he was probably your dream come true as well. Every day, each moment spent with him makes me smile, even the simplest moments...washing dishes, folding laundry, times that are often taken for granted, I'm grateful for them. The touch of his hand on mine while we watch tv makes my heart skip a beat. I live for his laugh and his smile and I can't imagine there would be anything I wouldn't do for him. And, the idea of ever hurting him? Never...in a million years.
Seeing you in pictures with him turns my stomach, because I know I'll never have what you had with him. I can see him happy with you. He chose to marry you, even with the challenges, the disagreements, the moments when you'd wear him down. He still chose you. And, you just didn't know what you had by having him. And you lost him. Which led to him finding me.
I have to be grateful for you coming into his life, because, if you hadn't, I never would have met him. But, yet, thanks to you, I have a version of him that isn't as trusting as the person he was with you - which sucks, because I'm sure that version of him was 1000 times more amazing than the version I have (which is still pretty amazing). I have the man who's approaching life with more caution, the man waiting for the shoe to drop, hiding behind a wall that lets me be only so close, but not as close as you were with him. With you he saw a new start, a second chance...with me, well...let's just say, I'll only get so close...he has another new start, but all your promises were broken, so mine mean nothing. He gave you his last name and you took him for granted. I appreciate everything about him in my life, love him unconditionally, but thanks to you, marrying me someday is off the table.
I'm supposedly his perfect fit, I make him completely happy. I take care of him, I love his children like my own. But, it will never be enough to get passed that wall of doubt he created because of you. And, that breaks my heart...which I figure is exactly what you'd want. You've hurt him...and making sure he never finds true complete happiness ever again is exactly what you'd wish on him, because that's the woman you are, a true dream crusher.
