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Dear Justin,

I wanted to write you some beautiful poem for your birthday, but I gots nothin'. I decided instead to tell you what I've been thinking lately.

I try to learn something from each bad experience that I have. Whether it's a mistake I've made or something beyond my control, I try to glean some wisdom from it so that all my pain is not a total waste. My marriage was a mistake, for any number of reasons. I've reflected upon and anlyzed it ad nauseum, but I didn't really learn anything about being married. I didn't catch anything that I could carry into a new relationship that would make it better. I learned what I don't want in a marriage, and I learned how to get divorced, but I didn't learn anything about a solid, happy marriage.

Being in a marriage-like relationship with you has taught me a lot, though. I've learned that some points don't always need to be argued. I've learned how sometimes letting go of anger without a fight is ok. I've learned that it is certainly possible to want to smother someone with their own pillow while simeltaneously being so thankful they're next to you. Most of all, I've learned that it's all about choices: it's not written in the stars whether or not two people stay together. It's a choice you make every day. On bad days, it's a choice you may make several times a day, lol. It's a choice to stick it out when you feel like you'd rather chew foil than stay in the same house together because you know it will get better, and the good times make the foil-chewing urges worthwhile.

I've learned all that by being with you. On your birthday, I'm thinking of the gift you've given me. Thank you. I will make a really good wife to you one day, and for now and every day from here on out, I vow to choose to be with you. Happy Birthday, Baby.

Love,
Meggy

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Bits of fire in the sky push me east back home. I used to live in flames but it's hard on the wings. Choke me. Smoke me. Scare me back. You try but you just can't. I peel the layers in my spare time, and you're easy to see through. I can fly, I've discovered on my own. I may be the lesser butterfly but my wings are just as strong. Who are you to tell me to find a place to land? I may be the lesser butterfly but baby watch me glide.