Dear *insert name here*,

I don't know about you, but I'd like to think we had an amazing summer together. I will never forget the late nights we had; from talking in the truck, staring at the stars from the truck bed, teaching me how to fish or even when I stayed at your house that one night when your parents were out of town. 

I know what we were at first, I was just a rebound from the girl that ripped your heart to shreds. I used the tape and glue, putting you back together. As time went on, I fell for you completely. You were the person I wanted to spend my time with, the person I wanted to share my feelings with. You were the person that I fell in love with, maybe you felt the same about me, but you were going to college five hours away and I was heading into my senior year of high school. With the circumstances we never would've worked out, right?

That's what you'd tell me "I care about you," but if you cared as much as you said, then why couldn't it work? If two people care as much as we did, why couldn't we at least try? 

With that, when September came, you were gone. I barely got text messages back, the most I got were snapchats from parties you were at when you were hammered. One snapchat I wouldn't forget though was one from your best friend. He said "he's always going to come back to you" something I couldn't forget. Why would he be telling me this when you barely even spoke to me anymore?

You came back for Thanksgiving, a whole week together, you and I were pretty inseparable. You even came to the Thanksgiving football game that I was cheering at, just to see me, even though I wasn't allowed to talk to you. This week just brought me back to summer, everything was happy and perfect. Then you left again, this time we kept in touch a lot more, I thought things were getting a lot better for us. Maybe we could actually try. 

Here we are now. I'm still home and you're still five hours away, but now; we barely talk again and you seem to break my heart every day. I'm still in love with you. Since I'm in love with you, I've decided to let you go, I can't keep doing this to myself by holding out for you. I know we talked about not doing that, but when you love someone as much as I love you, it's something you just can't help doing. 

With that, I'm okay. Of course I'm sad, but it'll get better. Maybe that movie moment where you realize what you did wrong and that you lost out on something amazing will happen. Maybe it won't, but I will continue going on with my life and succeeding without you.

Sincerely,

The girl who loves you and is going to be okay.