Because feelings don’t magically disappear after a breakup, here is a love letter to tell your ex you still love him.
This emotional letter was writen by a young woman.
I still love you love letter to my ex
I still love you you know, and despite the hurtful things you did to me, I don’t know if I will one day stop loving you. It’s hard without you you know, having to get used to the fact that I will never see you again, that I will never again hear your voice and that you have stepped out of my life… it’s just hard. You have been the center of my life for 8 long months, the first of them full of happiness and the 7 others filled with enormous pain. They say love is beautiful but what I’ll remember from this experience is pain, both huge and pure.
You know, I have made mistakes during our relationship, I have pushed you away many times, I have cried more than I would have thought possible and I have also hurt you. I am aware of my mistakes and not a day goes by without me being sorry for the harm I have done to you. I wish I had been good enough, wise enough to love you without hurting you but I couldn’t. I have however always been sincere, always been honest about my feelings for you. I have loved you like I had never loved anybody else, with incredible power and passion. To me, you were the man of my life, the only one with whom life could even exist. I was under the impression that I would lose a part of myself without you, that I would be incomplete. I can still remember the first time I told you I love you, and even if right now I’m suffering, even if my heart has been shattered into a thousand pieces, I can’t help but smile at the memory. When I told you I loved you, the smile you answered me with gave me a incredibly reassuring feeling, I was happy.
And now you’ve left.
You aren’t there anymore. You simply gave up. You have stopped believing in us, in your love, in mine and in ours. You told me nothing, you apologized for everything and you left. And God it breaks my heart just thinking about it, I miss you every second, every minute, every day. I can still hear your voice and the last thing you said before leaving “I love you tater tot”. Know that I loved you – that I love you. You were my love, the man I loved, the one I desired. And it’s so hard thinking that you’re gone. I know it but accepting it is so difficult. I would give anything to see you again, kiss you, touch you, smile at you, whisper to you how much I love you one last time – just one last time.
I don’t know if you loved me one day, I don’t know if you love me now, I don’t know what you’ve felt, what you feel, what I was for you or what I am for you now. For me you were and still are the man whom I fell in love with and whom I loved more than anything. I don’t know why you left that way without saying anything, but in a way I hope you did so because you loved me and wanted to stop hurting me. That would be the only way for me to accept the fact that you have left without saying anything, but that would kind of make me love you even more. I tell myself you’ve left to make me suffer, that you have toyed with me and that what you wanted most from the beginning was to break me. But simply thinking about it kills me, because I can’t, I refuse to have fallen in love with someone without a heart, with no kindness of soul, I don’t want to have made this kind of mistake, it hurts too much. In any case, I’m broken. I ache and suffer.
They say you learn to live with a feeling of need but it’s been a month and I still haven’t learned.
I wish I could forget it all you know, get drunk and numb, fall in the arms of a stranger and believe it’s you, your voice, your body, your lips. It’s like I’m lost, I’m looking for myself, it’s like being in a maze, going in circles while looking for an exit that doesn’t exist. I have become someone cold, introverted, afraid of growing attached, afraid that the people I love will leave the way you did. I don’t want to suffer anymore, I don’t want to lose someone I love anymore, I wouldn’t be able to take it. It’s like my only defense is to build a wall between me and the others, to drive them away to prevent myself from getting hurt. I hope that one day I will become the girl I used to be again, the one who smiled, who was happy. In the meantime, the only sure thing is that it’s hard without you. I miss you, I miss you more than anything, I miss you infinitely and I wish that one day it will stop, that I’ll stop missing you everyday, because missing you fucks me up and tears my heart.