I wish the same for you...

It's not like I left you for her. It's not the same. You sound silly. The situation is completely different. I mean, if I'm being honest she is here for me in ways you never were, but that wasn't something I was seeking, intentionally. It's effortless. Even the way she showed up was effortless. I feel like you and I got to a point where everything was hard and our life together was one big misunderstanding. We're not fluent in the same love language or some sh*t. Whatever...anyway...

It's not like I was looking to replace you. Things just happened. It wasn't even something I thought about until you did what you did. And no, I'm not saying its all on you ... I mean, even though it is... I'm not saying that. I'm saying I didn't expect to find her when I did, and you weren't around…it didn't seem like a conversation needed to happen. Would you have even listened? Let's be real, even if there was a conversation that needed to happen, you wouldn't have had one. You never share what you're feeling, how you're feeling. I'm always having to pry it out of you. That shit's exhausting. I never have to guess where she's coming from or how she feels. Whether I want it or not she shows me every day - not in words but in deeds. There's no guessing or having to ask. And she doesn't ask anything of me - just the fundamentals really, a little attention, a little affection…maybe hang out over a meal. And she's open to whatever. I can't remember how many times I tried to get you to do something as simple as go for a walk on a nice day or just chill outside, catch a breeze, watch the day go by. It was always like pulling teeth with you. But I guess it doesn't matter.

I don't want to make it sound like there was some intentional effort to replace you because that would just be silly. Anyway, you were already gone. You made that choice. Someone introduced me to her - nothing I was asking for - and I just fell for her. How could I not. So yeah, she's here, living with me while you're not. Yeah, maybe I went from cleaning up your shit to cleaning up hers, but at least she doesn't take me for granted. And she'd return the favor - not that I've asked her to. Look, this is taking a turn, and honestly, I don't have any ill feelings towards you. You two are entirely different. For real. I want the best for both of us. The truth is I never have to wonder how she feels or what she wants or if what she wants is me. I know it is.

I wish the same for you.