Not anymore.
That is an emotion I do not like to feel, and one that I do not feel often. It is a wasteful emotion and puts my heart and my mind in a very dark and heavy place that I hate to be in.
I went driving around the other day and tried to figure out where my head was. I had gotten back into a state of self pity that, while comfortable, is not a place I want to be in either.
I felt angry and sad and I didn't appreciate anything beautiful anymore.
I drove by a family at the park- laughing and enjoying each other. I opened my eyes for the first time in weeks and looked around.
I saw the gorgeous flowers at Bicentennial Gardens, more precious families, couples walking around holding hands and I felt the sun kiss my arm- almost smiling.
All of those things were there before, but I couldn't see them because I was in a bad place. Once I let go of what happened between us, I could instantly experience my life. How it was meant to be experienced.
I smiled as the Beatles "Let it Be" played on my Ipod shuffle and felt as though every stone I had been dragging on my back had finally fallen off.
In that one moment, I was free.
As I drove, I thought of nothing but the lyrics to the songs that played. How weird was it that every song had something to do with him.
On the way home, I thought of living.
Of being able to laugh again for real.Of being able to find someone else and to love him so much harder than I ever loved you.
Of being able to forget you.
LIVING.
I was given a life, MY life. And because I was me, I would have opportunitites and chances other people don't get, and I didn't want to live stagnat, lost, and locked in a world where I didn't do anything.
I will live my life free of you.
Free of your mistakes and poor judgement.
Free of your attempts at hurting me.
Because I don't want to give you that power over me.
So no, I do not hate you anymore.
Because I am stronger than hate and bigger than a broken ego.
More than tears and giving in to whatever you wanted.
You had the power once.
I feel happier than I have in weeks.
I smile because it feels right.
I am living an amazing life, and I am living it free.
And again...
I hope you figure your life out.
I hope who you are will be more than who you were that night.
I hope for you.
Because I do not hate you anymore.
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