Two difference continents. 3,669 miles away. Two years. Countless FaceTime calls. We made the distance bearable. When you started college you promised me nothing would change. You promised to stay with me no matter what. Why did you make a promise you couldn’t keep? You said you were too busy with starting college to focus on our relationship but you still loved me. Obviously you didn’t love me enough. You know I had trust issues to begin with and now I will never make a promise with anyone again. I don’t even want to fall in love again cause this part hurts so bad. Its been 6 weeks and I still cry everyday. I still want to tell you about my day when I get home. Everything reminds me of you. You’re always on my mind. You were a big chunk of my life. When I lost you, I lost a part of myself too. I have yet to find it. I love you. I always will. I know you were the love of my life. We both taught each other so much. We changed each other for the better. We were always there for each other. Why couldn’t you just wait 2 more years until I finished college and could move to be with you? I don’t know if you’ve moved on. I don’t like to think about that. I honestly do wish you the best though. I want you to be happy even if that means my absence. I would take you back in a heartbeat. I’ve tried everything to get you back but it’s clear that you made up your mind. “Maybe after I graduate college or things calm down,” you said. I’m not going to believe that and end up hurt again. I hope you miss me sometimes. Even if it’s just for a moment. I hope you get reminded of me when you see things I love like One Direction, dogs or Sour Patch Kids. But lastly, I hope no one ever makes you feel the way you made me feel. Take care and maybe this isn’t goodbye forever.