I hope you remember the day we first met.

I was nervous because you were cute and I was nowhere close to being in your league. Somehow I found the courage to get on stage and dance with the band. I pulled you up and in that moment it was like we both already knew. This was the beginning to something wonderful.

I hope you remember the bonfire the next day.

We had to be secretive and not let my friend know you were there. She secretly liked you, but so did I after the night before. You liked me too or you wouldn't have driven out to the middle of nowhere just to sit next to me. The guy's house we were at, keep him in mind for later.

I hope you remember the day you brought me flowers two weeks later.

You wrote me a song and asked me to prom. I was excited, yet embarrassed because my mother walked in on us about to kiss. You were my first kiss.

I hope you remember your crazy ex-girlfriend.

She made my life a living hell. You even told me one day you walked into class and she was already talking about me to everyone. I kind of liked her jealousy over me to be honest. I never had a guy choose me over someone else before.

I hope you remember your birthday and graduation party.

My best friend had mono, and I was feeling a little sick too. After all, we had been practicing a lot on my kissing skills. The smell of food made me nauseous and I was shivering because I was cold. You brought me a grey sweatshirt to wear, and I left with it on. The smell of you made me feel better.

I hope you remember the beginning of our summer together.

We both didn't know exactly why we decided to start dating. After all, you were leaving in three short months. We agreed that if it ended, we would still be friends. Keep that in mind as well.

I hope you remember the guy from the bonfire.

You two really hit it off. I was excited that we were finally mixing our friend groups together. Well, you never introduced me to many of your friends. You really liked mine though. Plus, this guy from the bonfire was going to the same school as you. I guess you found a little buddy. Still keep him in mind.

I hope you remember the day you left.

You were so excited, and I was excited for you. I cried my eyes out all the way home and my mother told me that's how you know you're in love. I told you later that night I loved you. You said you loved me too.

I hope you remember Friday nights.

I was busy cheering at football games and you surprised me a few times. My friend was always with you. It was weird, but I didn't think too much of it. Our relationship started to slowly fall apart.

I hope you remember my 18th birthday.

You showed up for an hour or so. It was Thanksgiving so I couldn't really get mad at you for leaving and spending Black Friday traditions with your family. Your roommate and my best friend hung out with me instead. They knew a secret about you that I didn't. Keep that in mind.

I hope you remember later that same weekend.

We went upstairs and cuddled like we usually did. We both fell asleep in each other's arms that night and I dreamt about forever with you. This is the night we had our last kiss, and we didn't even know it.

I hope you remember December.

A lot happened. I found out about what you had been keeping secret for the past nine months. I was denied from your school, and tore some ligaments in a basketball game later that day. All I wanted was for you to call, you told me you were too busy to check in on me. I broke up with you over a text.

Now, you won't remember the rest of what I have to say.

I was miserable without you for the first three or four months. You had my friend to keep you company. I lost a lot of friends because of you actually. After around five or six months people told me to just get over it and forget you. I shut up about you then. At night, I would still cry myself to sleep over what you did to me.

A year passed and I was doing a lot better than I was. I no longer cried over you, but I still missed you at times. One night I thought about how you didn't know anything about my life anymore, and it made me really sad. You were my best friend. Now, you were just someone that people would ask me about when they would look at my old Facebook photos.

It's almost two years later and I still haven't dated anyone after you. I want to, I really do. You made me insecure about relationships, and I don't trust easily anymore. I tried getting you to knock your walls down, but now I was building walls up because of what you did to me. You really broke my heart.

But here's the thing: I don't hate you.

I never will. If anything, I owe you one huge thank you. You taught me so many things about love that most people won't learn in a lifetime. I hope you're finally happy now and accept yourself for who you really are. You were always sad when we dated. I hope this new person I've heard about is making you feel something I never could: happy.

There's much more to our story than just the 1,000 words I wrote, but I wanted to write it and finally get it off my chest. I don't think I'll ever talk or see you again, so this is my closure and final goodbye.

I hope you'll always remember me.