Where do I start? It’s been 6 months since we’ve been officially together, and it still hurts just as bad as it did the moment you told me you didn’t think this was a good idea anymore. I’m not angry with you for wanting to end things between us because at the time, gosh we were a mess. The thing that is still eating away at me to this day is the picture in my mind of how I thought things would be. We’ve been connected through family for as long as I can remember, and I remember always seeing you and wondering if I would ever get the chance to be with you, and thankfully I did. Those 6 months that we spent together were some of the best moments of my life. You opened me up to new things, help me over come some of my toughest obstacles and loved me more then anyone ever had and I can’t thank you enough for that. But things weren’t always as good as I’m making them out to be. There were tears (plenty of them) and silent car rides home after a big fight and jealousy issues but regardless of any of that I was willing to stand by you through anything that came our way. I remember thinking to myself after we broke up that you were supposed to be it for me. I thought that once we were together I would be able to stop looking for anyone else because you were exactly what I wanted, and we could start to settle down together. But I realized that I’m 19 and you’re 22 and to be honest our lives were really just getting started and we had so much life left to live, even if that meant living them separately. Now I’m moving 257 miles away to go and start a new life without you, and as much as I know this is for the best, it scares the hell out of me. I don’t know what exactly is going to happen to us after I’m gone, wether we keep in touch or if we’ll just completely forget each other all together but I just want you to know that no matter who I meet out there or if you meet someone new, I’ll never love anyone the way I loved you, I can promise you that.
I’ll never love anyone the way I loved you