Break ups.

Dear Universe, it’s me.

I really do wonder sometimes why you put me through hell. I thought he was the love of my life, and you allowed his family to get him to choose them over me, even when they treat him like sh*t? Seriously, at the moment I’m really trying to understand why you do the things you do. I miss him every single day, and I haven’t heard a word from him. He said he wanted to be with me forever, he said that he would do anything for me, we were even saving up for a house. So what happened Universe? Why did this have to happen?

From Me.

Dear me, it’s the Universe.

Seriously, you need to trust me more. You say you believe in me, but you don’t trust my timing at all. He was not the love of your life. He was a love, yes, and he was in your life. I made him choose his family because he was only right for you for a certain amount of time. He was your first love, yes. I get that, and he will always remain with you, and you will always remain with him. No one can stop that. But you are going to go on to do great things, and he was destroying that girl, I couldn’t let that happen. You’re my little girl, and I will do what is right for you. Trust me, I will find the man of your dreams and I will bring him to you, but you need to trust in my timing. Right now in your life you need to find yourself again, and when the time is right, and you are ready, I will bring your prince charming to you. Most likely when you’re not bloody looking for him. So stop wanting your ex back, start believing in me, and be that girl I know you can be. You do not need a man to define you, you need belief in yourself to do that.

Yours Sincerely, The Universe.