Blue Valentine

You like heavy metal. I like jazz. You can run a marathon. I can barely jog two blocks. You cook. I microwave dinner. You separate whites and colors. I like to mix it up. You grew up in a big family. I grew up alone. You were a sweet, southern gentleman. I was a young girl from an upscale suburb.
I still remember the first day we met. I had goose bumps from the minute you entered the room. I felt small compared to you. From that day on I came to work early, overdressed to impress, flirted and was on cloud nine when you asked me out. Our first date was perfect and the rest was history. From that day on we were always together. I would run down the block after work so excited to see you and tell you about my night. The summer flew by and then we packed up and moved south. But, you were hiding a secret from me. I forgave you when most would have walked away and never looked back. I had skeletons in my closet too. I'm not perfect, no one is.
If you won't forgive me then forget about me. Punish me, not them. Why pretend to want to repair when the truth is you made your decision before you got on the plane. FYI this isn't the way to win me back. This is the way to burn bridges forever. Is that what you really want? Do you want to read about my life or be a part of it?
I am the same person. My core never changed. Life did. But, here's the deal I don't want to be roommates with someone who has no intention of trying to fix anything. Someone who openly admitted that he was so happy when I was so sad and didn't see anything odd about that. Who can say one thing to my face and then turn around and do the complete opposite.
Is this where we finally let go of the fairytale and start our lives over? You will always be in my heart. I will always remember you. I will always love you. But we can't continue like this. It's not far to you or me. The best years are behind us. Opposites attract, but magnets don't have a lifetime guarantee. Repair the void or burn the memories.
Kate