To The Right Girl I Met At The Wrong Time

To The Right Girl I Met At The Wrong Time

Timing sucks but people don't.

I don’t know if you’ll ever read this, or maybe you will. This isn’t a letter saying how much I hate you, or that you broke my heart, or that I’m madly in love with you still. This is more of a reflection of my time spent with you, sort of thank you letter.

I still remember the late-night conversations, the ones that went on while the rest of the world was asleep, never running out if things to talk about or wanting to stop despite having to wake up early the next morning. We hadn’t seen each other in so long yet we were acting like we had always been talking, all because of something I posted that I can’t even remember. Those late-night memories are still etched into my mind and they are among my favorite. It had been so long since I had just clicked with someone, no hassle or awkward phase, just simple happiness.

I still remember when we finally did see each other, I wasn’t nervous or dreading saying something stupid, I was just happy. I remember saying some stupid joke, and just watching you cringe at how bad it was, with a playful smile spreading across you lips. In that moment you looked so damn beautiful, watching the way your lips curled up into a smile, your cheeks getting red with blush, and the way your dark brown eyes crinkled while you laughed. That’s when I knew I wanted to be the one make you smile like that all the time. At that point I fell for you, and girl did I fall hard.

I know I’m not the best-looking guy out there, or the funniest, or sweetest, or smartest, and I’m sure that an amazing girl like you has a long line of better guys chasing after you. I’m not gonna say that I promise to be the best, that I’ll treat you right or take care of you better than anyone else if you choose me. All I want to say is that I’m so thankful that we could spend time together, even if only for a while.

I thought for a while that maybe we could be something more. I told you I would wait for you, and that once we both had what we set out to accomplish, I’d be there by your side. I was hoping that you would wait for me as well, I didn’t want you to be like some season passing by. I wanted to watch you glow in the summer sun, hear the crunch of leaves beneath our shoes in the fall, keep each other warm in the winter, and smell the spring air.

But life has a problem of getting in the way of things. In a few days’ your moving to the completely opposite side of the country, while I’m staying here in the furthest corner away from where you’ll be. The places in life we want to go require us to be where we are, and we both know we’re too headstrong and set on our paths to even think about changing them for something like this. You told me not to wait for you, and that you wouldn’t change your plans and I shouldn’t change mine, and that we need to do what’s best for our futures. Our plans will send us to completely opposite directions in life. As hard as tried to come up with a reason that we could work it out, I knew you were right. Despite my fear of being alone, I knew that it would be selfish of me to try and hold onto what we had, and I had to be fair to you and your dreams. Guess you could say right place, wrong time.

The greatest thing about this is that we don’t know what the future will hold. Maybe down the road in a few years, we’ll be in the same city or some other happenstance, and we’ll be able to catch up like old times. Or maybe we’ll talk to each other because of some random thing I post, and I’ll see that notification in the corner and get butterflies in my stomach, just like the first time.

I fell for you at the wrong time, but that short amount of time is something I’ll never regret. You helped me find what I want out of life, and for that I can’t thank you enough. Maybe when the right time comes around, I’ll be ready for it.

Votre sincèrement,


Cover Image Credit: Jonah Pratt

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An Open Letter To My Boyfriend's Mom

A simple thank you is not enough.

Your son and I have been dating a while now and I just wanted to thank you for everything.

Wow, where do I start? Ever since the day your son brought me into your home you have shown me nothing but kindness. I have not one negative thought about you and I am truly thankful for that. I first and foremost want to thank you for welcoming me with open arms. There are horror stories of mothers resenting their son's girlfriends and I am blessed there is no resentment or harsh feelings.

Thank you for treating me like one of your children, with so much love but knowing exactly when to tease me.

Thank you for sticking up for me when your son teases me, even though I know it’s all in good fun it's always comforting knowing you have someone by your side.

Thank you for raising a man who respects women and knows how to take responsibility of mistakes and not a boy who is immature and doesn’t take responsibility.

Thank you for always including me in family affairs, I may not be blood family but you do everything you can to make sure I feel like I am.

Thank you for letting me make memories with your family.

There is nothing I value more in this world then memories with friends and family and I am thankful you want and are willing to include me in yours. I have so much to thank you for my thoughts keep running together.

The most important thing I have to thank you for is for trusting me with your son. I know how precious and valuable he is and I won't break his heart. I will do everything I can to make him happy. This means more than you could ever imagine and I promise I will never break your trust.

The second most important thing I must thank you for is for accepting me for who I am. Never have you ever wished I looked like another girl or acted like another girl. You simply love and care for me and that’s all I could ever ask. Every person in this world is a unique different person and understanding that means a lot.

The third most important thing I must thank you is teaching me how to one day in the future treat a potential girlfriend that I may interact with as a mother. I am not a mother, but I one day plan to be. If I ever have a son it is because of how you treated me that I am able to be a humble loving mother to this new face that could one day walk into my door. How you have treated me has taught me how I should one day be in the future and I thank you for that.

This may seem all over the place but that’s how my brain gets when I try and thank you for everything you have done for me. It’s all so much and even the little things are so important so I promise my scattered thoughts are all with good intentions and not meant to bombard you. I just want to get the idea across to you that you are important and special to me and everything you do does not go unnoticed.


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I Love Simplicity In Relationships, But Grand Gestures Still Make Me Swoon

There's nothing wrong with loving fancy dinner dates and takeout in your PJs.


It has come to my attention, as confused as I am by it all, that relationships by society's standards are defined by how fancy your dates are.

If he takes you out, he loves you. If you eat takeout in your sweatpants, he couldn't care less. Is that how this goes?

You realize how ridiculous this sounds, right?

When my boyfriend and I were first beginning our relationship, we, of course, went on dinner dates and had a few drinks. He indulged me and treated me like a princess. That's fine, and I love that on occasion, but let me be the first to say that I'd much rather have us in pajamas eating pizza at 2 AM. I don't need the fancy dates to know he loves me - that is no indication of how we feel for each other.

Now, that's not to say that I don't enjoy the grand gestures he does for me. Slow dancing in his kitchen, buying my morning coffee, or taking me out to dinner is so special.

But I don't need it.

I know he loves me without all that, and I enjoy the simple things we do when we spend time together. From watching The Office to laughing about the day's events and everything in between.

It's not a crime to enjoy both simplicity and grandeur.

It doesn't mean my boyfriend doesn't love me or care for me when we stay in PJs and stuff our faces.

We aren't being "extra" when we go out to dinner or slow dance in his kitchen.

We are simply being us, building a relationship on what we think it should be.

That's enough for me, and it always will be.

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