You broke my heart, thank you.

I'm only writing to tell you how much I appreciate you. Yes. You. The boy that broke me.
You're probably extremely happy and have a steady paycheck and a beautiful wife by now, maybe even a kid or two, how awesome is that?
I'm finally happy for you, and I'm thankful that I'm not there.
I think about you every now and then, when a movie plays or a song comes on that we sang together.
3 years ago I would have found you and cussed you out everytime that song played. Today, I thank you.
I thank you for the good times and the bad.
See, I thought you were "the one". I thought we'd grow up and grow old together and when you left. Boy, I thought my life was ruined.
But, God had a better plan.
When you broke me, He picked me up and glued the pieces back together.
When you told me I was ugly. He showed me how beautiful I am.
When you lied to me, He told me the truth.
When you made me cry and ache and want to die, He showed me real love. He made me want to live.
When I prayed for you to come back, He said no. Over and over and over.
Thank God for unanswered prayers.
He showed me that in order to love someone else the way He calls us to love, I have to love Him first. With every ounce of my being.
It was hard. Believe me. But, I thank you.
Because now I have someone who actually LOVES me. Every single bit of me.
Someone who will spend their last dime on me a new purse, someone who will walk in the pouring rain to get me something out of my car, someone who will hold my hair while I puke, someone who will bring me toilet paper when they're already in bed, someone who will not only die for me but will live for me, day in and day out.
And you see, that's love.
If I had to go back and do it all over again, I would one hundred times.
So, if I ever cross your mind, know that I'm not mad and I'm certainly not broken anymore, I thank you. For everything.

All that I am,
Katie♡