Dear Drew,

I've been wanting to write a letter and mail it to you, with the socks you've left at my house, but I'm glad that I didn't.  Because until now, everything I wanted to write was to let you know my truth. My reality.  The side of our equation that never added up for you, at least in my perspective. 

I'm glad that I didn't.  Because it would have been a waste of time, I can see that now.  And, I'm sure you've replaced the socks by now if you needed them.

So in this letter, all I want to say (and I won't bother sending it either), is that I'm sorry.  I'm sorry I was so focused on trying to improve myself, that I couldn't see I was losing you in the process.  If I'd had more awareness, I like to think I could have grown both as a person and in our relationship.  But I accept that wasn't our path.

I also want to say thank you.  I was on the road to a really wreckless place, and you lifted me up and provided me safe harbor.  I love you more than you will ever understand, and that's the reason I could never walk away.  As much as my brain wanted me to, and as much as my mouth said I would.

I miss you every day.

Love,
Mee

From Me to Mee