Thank you, for loving me, for letting me see exactly how you are inside and not how you pretend to be outside, thank you for trusting me, for kissing and caressing me, for respecting me and for spending time with me. In the same time I thank you for not spending time with me, for hurting me, for dissapointing me and for betraying my trust. Thank you for ignoring me, for making me feel lost and lonely, and though I know I will never be able to love as pure as I did love you, thank you for making me stronger. For having me reach the maturity of thought and feelings, although it is quite sad that I will leave part of how I used to perceive feelings aside. I will from today let go everything that made me feel with my heart first and then with my brain, and start doing the other way around … like grown-ups do. A part of me which waited to be born is now into this world, as another part of me dies. I cannot say that I am happy with the change, but I assume this is how things go in life, when you gain something, you loose something, but sometimes, whether we like I like or not, the trade is not fare, as you loose something you treasured to something you will get stuck to. Remember how you felt when you were first told that Santa Claus doesn’t exist ? Well, you gave away the trust, and received a small piece of maturity. Thank you …