LT,

It’s been a long time since we spoke. When we broke up, we really cut off everything and it wasn’t my intention to lose our entire friendship along with the relationship. We were together for so many years from such a young age that I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you. I don’t think I can. I’ve tried to meet other people. I even had a relationship with someone when I moved away, but I never felt anything close to what we had. I’m constantly comparing the girls I’m with to you and they never measure up.

I think the time apart was good for both of us. I grew and I’m sure you did too. But I’m back home now and I can’t stop wondering about getting back together as the new people that we are. I don’t even know if you’re single, let alone if you’d ever take me back. Im getting ahead of myself. All I know is that I think about you constantly, reading old letters and looking at our photographs and videos. I walk around the city with the hopes of “accidentally” running into you. God, I even caught myself listening to some of your old voicemails the other day.

I am going to write you an email on your birthday in the next few weeks. Something I neglected to do last year, which I regretted by the way. And maybe we can get coffee and catch up or something. At least getting rejected could liberate me from the obsession of fantasizing about us and I can try with someone new.

AF