How are you?
It’s been a month and a half since you ended it and I’ve had some time to think. Maybe it’s best for both of us that it ended. I didn’t know until she told me you couldn’t handle the distance. It was hard on me too, I felt like a part of me was missing too on the day I got on the flight back.
I’m sorry I couldn’t keep it together when I got back, guess it dragged you down too. I know I could’ve handled the problems better, but the added stress of missing you added on to that and everything just exploded at that time.
It hurt so much back then. Felt like my chest was going to burst. You were the first person I wholly and truly gave my heart to and trusted my emotions with, and it’s not something I do easily. The first person I said “I love you” to and meant it, because I loved you for who you were, good and bad. I could talk you to and not feel judged because talking to you was like talking to me; we had so many similar interests, tastes, core values and viewpoints. I was willing to put in a lot of effort and I would’ve given it everything, but unfortunately those issues came up before I could even begin.
I’m moving on. Trying to forget about our time together. Trying to forget you. I threw away everything you gave me when you left me. I know you still have my stuff and I’m sorry I threw yours away, but I don’t think it’s very fair when you never told me how you really felt while I had to deal with those problems during that month, guess it was too much for you to handle me at my worst and in the end you left me for someone else. Maybe you did, maybe you didn’t, who knows? Doesn’t really matter now.
I hope you’re doing well.