I don’t know you or much of anything about you. Actually, I know nothing other than your name and the fact that we are in love with the same man.

When I first found out about you, I laughed it off. I laughed you off. I laughed the thought of you together off, because I just knew that this couldn’t be serious. He and I had always been “us” and we seemed to complete each other in a way that no one else could. I loved him at his darkest, weakest moments and he gave the same unconditional love to me when my heart grew cold and dark. It was an epic, but oh so dramatic love story that was probably doomed from the beginning, now that I look back on it. We would break-up just to find ourselves back in the each other’s arms quickly so when it happened again, I thought that this time would be no different.

But somewhere in between our falling aparts and coming back togethers, he met you. I don’t know where and I don’t know how, but I know that when he did, something changed. I assume his sister introduced you since you knew her before you knew him, and I envy you for having a connection with her that I never had. She probably talked about how much she loved him and how you two would be just perfect for each other. You probably were swept off of your feet from the beginning by his charm and chivalry and his ability to look calm, cool, and collected no matter the circumstance. I loved those things about him, and I hope you love them just as much or even more. I hope you not only appreciate the way he looks at you when you tell him you love him, and the way he kisses your forehead while you are watching soccer on his parent’s couch, but that you appreciate him for who he is as a person the most. He is a once in a lifetime, unforgettable love and you should realize that if you haven’t already.

I hope that you are as curious about me as I am about you, but I also hope you know that I do not want to take him away from you. As much as I still love and want him, I love and want a different version of him; a version before you and the life you have created together. The boy that I once loved is gone and he has been replaced with the man that you will more than likely spend the rest of your life with. I have so many hopes for him and you both, but my biggest hope for you is this: I hope you make him happy, because he deserves that more than you know. I broke him in a lot of ways and I pray that you are patient with him when his wounds inevitably start to show. I’m not sure if I will ever be ready to truly close our love story, but I want you to know that I am trying. I still catch myself looking for him in a crowded room, or texting him when something terrible or great has happened, but slowly and surely those moments are becoming less frequent. You are his new tomorrow and I am working hard to realize that. Please take care of the beautiful man he has become.

Thank you for loving my love,

Sarah