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  • dearabi

The Gift.

Happy anniversary, it's been a year since you stopped loving me.

365 days since you shut all the way down and walked out the door,

and sent a different man back home to live with me.


This year I wish you nothing but the best.

Success.

Less stress.

And I hate to say it - but lots of sex.


I wish you peace and purpose.

Physical health and mental wealth.

I wish you all the things I wasn't able to give you,

But above all things, I hope the best gift you receive,

Is one you give yourself


I hope you are proud, because I am so proud of you.

I am so grateful for you, and I love you more than you'll ever know

I know today is your day, but I'm going to be selfish.

I'm going to give myself a gift too,

the worst, best gift of letting go.









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