Vunerability

Vunerability

Vunerability

LTME-postJacob,
Today on campus I passed by the classroom where we first met. Painfully happy thoughts of you and I came rushing back into my memory. You would always sit in the same corner during lecture. The first few days I would catch you looking at me. Until that day I decided to sit right next to you. That night we went on our first date, and after that we couldn’t be separated. Do you remember that Halloween night? When you were driving me back to my apartment and you told me that you were in love with me. I sat there in your passenger seat completely elated and dumbfounded that a man as great as you was saying this to someone like me. Or when I met your wonderful family and you met mine. You shared your secrets, hopes, and dreams with me. The more I knew about you, the more I loved you. You challenged my mind, and liberated my soul. These memories are so vivid, and bright that I almost want to stay in them and paint a different ending of “what could’ve been” in my head. I realize that living in the past is robbing me of the happiness that today brings, but my mind can’t help but slip back to you. So much was left unsaid between us. If I had the courage to tell you one thing it would be this: I’m sorry. I know that the bond we once shared was rare. Isn’t it sad that its forever tainted and that we are never going to get it back? But our relationship was also exhausting. Months have passed and i’m still recovering. My bruised heart yearns for you, but it doesn’t need you. Both of us are in our young twenties. Our independent lives are just beginning, and there is so much life is offering us. Great opportunities have pulled us in different directions. I couldn’t let both of us settle down just yet. I couldn’t let you throw away your dreams so you could be with me. That’s the reason why I cruelly walked away from you. I’m sorry. I wish you nothing but the very best.
Sincerely,
Emma

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