Hey,

I know we haven’t seen each other lately, and we haven’t spoken to each other in a while, but I’ve been doing quite a lot of thinking, and, I just want you to know that I miss you. I miss you so much. I regret what happened. All of it. Somedays I wish I could see you again. I wish I could see how you’ve been doing since the last time I saw you. See where life’s taken you since our last conversation. Other days I just want to avoid you. Because I don’t want to think about our past. But regardless of what I’m feeling, I just want you to know, I miss you -- a lot.

It’s so strange to think that someone I knew so well, someone who was so important to me, someone I could call a best friend, someone I could call my other half, someone I could call my life partner, is now a total stranger to me. Sometimes I go entire days where you don’t cross my mind. And that's fine. Most of the time, I just let myself forget, because it’s easier that way. Easier to not be reminded of the pain, and the hurt. But other times, I just stumble upon something that reminds me of you. Anything really. I think about the special moments we spent together. Those moments we wish we could pause and live in the moment forever. Or rewind and relive the whole experience all over again. Those special moments when we were careless and young, and we were just having fun. The moments when we didn’t care about tomorrow, we lived for today. I think about the moments when our conversations turned into laugher, nights turned into mornings, hugs turned into kisses, and "I love you’s" turned into something so much greater.

It takes me a while, but eventually, the full weight of what’s been lost comes crashing down on me. Part of me wants to talk to you again, see you again, hold you again, kiss you again, tell you how much I love(d) you. But soon, all those feelings turn into empty thoughts.

When I look back now, I remember that love isn’t always what it seems. It's what you put in. And what you get in return. And it’s just so easy to forget. But this isn’t regret, we had our reasons for ending it. And they were as valid as ever. But back at the start, we didn’t need any reasons to fall in love. We just did.

The reasons came at the end, and everything since then has been about reasons. Reasons on why the things that happened actually happened. Reasons why things ended. And that’s good, I guess. That means one day I’ll find someone who I won’t have to say goodbye to. But a part of me just misses loving someone, and having them love you back. That’s all. What I’m trying to say is that I hope things are good with you, I hope everything is great. I hope you’re happy with who you’re with. I hope you found a love that’s all the things ours couldn’t be, all those things and so much more. But just a small part of me hopes that you still remember what it was like before all the reasons, and that you miss me too.

Sincerely,