Dear Ex ,

I know it has been a while since we last saw each other. I have done fairly well since you left actually (If you leave out the phases of depression , stalking and alcoholism). Guess what , I never thought I'd say this but I'm actually over you. I admit there are moments when you drift into my thoughts , like last night.

I took Neha to the restaurant where we had our first date and out of the blue I was thinking about you. Yes , I know that you always hated her and convinced me that she was a "mean bitch" , but after a few glasses of vodka and my heart broken rantings , we ended up in my apartment.

I passed it off as meaningless drunken one night stand but when she came the next day to "see how I was doing" , we somehow ended up in bed , again. And here we are two years down the line , still committed. We actually have a great deal in common. Her love of books and the classics , oh the list goes on.

The girl you branded 'slut' has more to her than that meets the eye. Anyways enough about me , let's talk about you. I know that you've been doing well yourself (credits to my stint as a stalker) and you've got a boyfriend who is also a writer. Curious , I went through some of his writings too and I have to admit , you really do bring out the passion in writers.

But he doesn't write you for who you really are. He hides your flaws behind his pretty words and sensuous language exposing to the world a shadow of your true self , but I know there's more.

He is in love with your smile , your giggle and a thousand other things that drives him crazy but he knows nothing about you like I do because I was the one who fell in love with your imperfections , weaving words of magic to describe the truth , loving you for who you really are and not for a beautiful façade.

So remember this dear , He will never love you like the way I did because he fell in love with your beauty while I fell in love with your scars. Take care.

Love
KK