Dear you,
How's life treating you? I hope
it's treating you well, and I hope you and her are happy.
You know, every time I write one of these, I feel really
pathetic, because that's what this is, pathetic. Not
being able to let go of someone you never actually had.
I'm pathetic.
Nonetheless. I got into college. I made the deposit. I move
in at the end of August. The thought of going on this new
adventure without makes my stomach churn. How am I supposed
to do all of this without you? I'm really scared, you
know? Scared that I'm going to forget about us. Foget
what it felt when you told me you loved me, and forget about
what I felt during the late nights that I never wanted to
end.
I hope you're happy. I really do. I hope all your dreams
come true. Even if I'm not apart of
them.
Love,
me