I met you on a bus on the way home from Chicago in May. I saw your last name on your bag and I went to high school with you. It was a long ride home so I thought why not, let’s follow him on Twitter and see if he recognizes that I am literally on the same bus as him. You messaged me and we talked. I knew all the rumors about you, who hasn’t. Every girl wanted you in high school, your looks are trademarked. You had every girl begging for you, but you played them all. I never thought a girl like me could get a guy like you to notice me.
We spent time together before I moved away in June. At first, I saw you as some simple womanizer with no underlying feelings. We stayed up late talking, and I saw you differently. You don’t let girls in because you can’t commit, you put out this presence that you are only skin deep. I know you, and you have the potential to be an amazing man if you let yourself. You have feelings, either you are very good at what you do or just maybe we felt the same way. I would never have thought I could feel the way I do about you. When I realized it, I was too late and I left.
Here I am, six months later. I have seen you a few times within the months I’ve been home. I have talked to you regularly. You know how to light up my day and put the biggest smile on my face.Here I am, letting this go. I have missed you every day. Your smile, your laugh, the sound of your voice. It’s not healthy holding onto someone I can’t have. I fell in love with you, and I don’t know if you felt it too or if I was just another girl to you. I know it’s crazy and hard to believe, but I think you feel the same way about me. Everyone says things about you but I know who you are. I wish I would be the one you end up with. I won’t get my fairytale ending. In real life, guys don’t run through the airport to confess their love. My life is not The Notebook, Noah isn’t going to chase after me and make our love work. I wish he would. Letting go won’t be easy, because some days I feel like talking to you makes those rough days not so rough. I thought you were the one, hopefully I am wrong.
