When I first started to write this, I titled it "I Still Think You're The One I End Up With" and then I realized I had it all wrong. I might think of you every now and again, but in no way is that a sign from the universe telling me that we're supposed to end up together. As hard as that was for me to realize, it was just something I had to accept with time.

Some days I think of you more than others, while some days I honestly forget you exist. It usually depends on the scent in the air, the song on the radio or the town I'm in that day. But, no matter how often you seem to leave my mind, you will always be the best thing that I let go of. Thats some sort of accomplishment for you, right?

As for right now though, I am slowly starting to accept that maybe we really aren't meant for each other. Maybe the universe has better plans for the two of us. I'd like to think that it has a better plan for me, one that I wouldn't expect. Maybe someone out there is already destined to be your future wife, your better half. Maybe thats why we didn't work out. It's heartbreaking to know that I'm not the one you're going to grow old with but I'm happy for you, I guess.

I know that in time I am going to be able to understand why you are not meant for me. I know that down the road I will meet someone that the universe held off on giving me until I was ready. When that time comes, I will be ready to give up my independence and take on another person's wants and needs. I will know what to do when times get tough and I'm sure he won't run in the opposite direction like you did.

We are each going to meet people who light up our worlds and make us smile even on the saddest of days. We will be able to see or own reflections through someone else's eyes and through the smiles they give us when they roll over every morning. It will be like nothing either of us have experienced before and that's when it will all make sense.

Maybe we were meant to end up together in another life. Or, maybe we don't end up together and maybe that's okay.