Dear beloved,
I know you don't love me as you are with someone else, for a fact I know you dislike me for the things my immature self did.
But I don't care, I just love you and accept you for who you are.
I accept your rejection, anger, imperfections and opinions too, as my love grown beyond all boundaries and it can enclose anything you do.
It doesn't mean I am weak or that I don't have self-respect, it means my love has grown strong and whatever you do or say can't hurt me or effect my self-respect. Because in front of my love, dear, you are just a child who is throwing tantrums for not understanding my love.
Wherever you are, whomever you are with, you are always with and within me, a part of me.
I always cherish our past moments.
I wish you a happy life with all my heart.
Let this love be my death, let me drown in this sorrow and find my stronger self.