To: My Exes (by James Leland Ludeau III from Lafayette,LA)

you each served a purpose
perhaps to teach me a lesson
that i didn't think i needed to learn at the time
you each loved me in your own way
and i loved you back in whatever capacity i knew then
some of you revolved around me
some of you i fell into your orbit
some of you i couldn't imagine living without
some of you i couldn't handle living with
and my life was sometimes a chess game
whose rules changed each day
now that i'm not as self absorbed
now that i've learned
i see lessons
i see missed opportunities
i see that i didn't always treat you with kindness
i was rarely fair
i was tough
only presented my exterior
forgot to show my interior
but i'm softer now
i'm sorry if i wanted to run while your arms were around me
i was just searching
searching for myself
searching to fill a hole left by my dead father
and now i'm more at peace
and i wish you all peace
everything we went through
helped me get to where i am now
ready to start over
a new chapter
open eyes
open heart
equal vinegar and piss
and sweetness
still trying
loving
smiling
happy to have had my exes

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