Dear You,

When we began, there was not even a single thought of us becoming an “us." I was living my life happily and you were in love with someone else. I loved you, but I was not in love with you.

Time passed and things changed and before I knew it the two words “it’s you” had changed our relationship forever. Our relationship was fun and I fooled myself into thinking that we could last. But in August, I was off to college and you were staying here. It’s true when they say that long distance relationships never work.

We were doomed from the start.

Now, it’s been three months since we hit the pause button. There was no conversation when we talked about the after us. You met someone. She’s so different than me. It’s a confusing concept for me. You were mine, and then all of the sudden, you were someone else’s. There was no fight from you. You never asked for another chance to make things right. You never asked me if I was okay after. You never said anything.

You were silent.

I still thought about you constantly. Now, you would be lucky if I even recognized you if we crossed paths in a Target aisle. I dealt with a lot of regarding myself after you. I put myself back together after you. I used to compare myself to your new love, but now I don't need to. I have come so far over the past few months and I don't want to reopen the parts of me that are finally healed from the damage that you left behind. As the time has passed, you have faded to nothing but a scar that shows me that I am strong and that I am worth more than you made me out to be.

Do not be fooled by my nonchalant attitude towards our break up. There were many nights that I had to talk myself out of texting you just to “see how you were” and times when I struggled and I just wanted to call you up and listen to you tell me that you were there and that everything was going to be okay. There were many nights that I tossed and turned in my bed just remembering everything with us; every time that we laughed and every time that we walked around the city just enjoying each other’s company. But now, I can’t even remember the last time I even thought of you.

I can sleep.

Sometimes now, I have trouble remembering funny things that happened even before we dated. I forget that you were actually a person that I was once close to. I don’t follow you on social media anymore. I don't need to. We live separate lives now. I’m happy and you’re happy. Funny how that happens. It’s like we went back to the beginning. Maybe one day we could be friends again but for now, I’m happy not knowing you.