Best gift

My ex is my ex because she fit the narrative of my childhood;
I am not good enough, I talk too much, I am annoying, I need to do things for her, I need to fight for her attention and love...
but You,
I met you before my ex yet we had never truly known each other
after fourteen years we laid eyes on each other face to face and we felt the same...
home. 
You brought a different narrative, one that no one had brought me.
I had been working on this narrative toward myself;
you are worth it, you are not too much, you are funny, you deserve effortless love.
Your natural essence loved all my parts that had been slashed. 
You loved my wounds, my scars without even knowing
The narrative you gave me was; be yourself, I love it. 
You said,
"you bring joy into my life, you are hilarious, I can be myself with you, I don't have to explain myself to you, you get me. I love starting my day with you" and your eyes told me:
"I love you, this is crazy and scary. Love has always stabbed me, I must run. Aren't you also scared?" 

I was scared, but for you I was staying. For me, I was staying. I deserve an effortless love. You gave me that. Our friendship, our love was effortless for both parties involved. I didn't push or fake anything. I was me with you and that's the best gift you could've given me. Your inner child made my inner child feel loved, seen and worthy enough to go outside and play. Thank you for showing love to little Wanda no matter how short the time was. 

Thank you. I will continue to love Wandita.