To The One I Leave Behind,
I’m sorry that I’m leaving you behind. I wanted nothing more than to pack you up in my suitcase and go on this adventure with you by my side, but I couldn’t. And I know you couldn't either. I know I probably sound selfish, but this adventure is one that I had to take on my own. But, this doesn’t mean that our adventures are finished. When I get back our adventures will continue and be all the better.
I know a lot can change in five months. After all, something as awesome as us happened in less time. I’m aware of the trials that we’ll face. We say that we will text, call, and Skype constantly, but of course, this is probably unlikely. I will be working 40 plus hours a week without access to my phone and you will have a full course load, plus all of the other great and important things you’re involved with. I can’t promise that I will text you 24/7, but I can promise you several things. I can promise that this is only one of dozens of letters/packages that I will send you. I can promise that you’ll have roses delivered to you on Valentine’s Day.
I can promise that when you come visit me, you will be able to see why I had to leave you and follow this dream. And, most importantly, I can promise that no matter how much I change, my feelings for you will not.
I know, that at some point, you might get sad. You will see your friends with their significant others and wonder if we’re worth the wait. But, I can promise that we are. And I hope that this letter is some indication of that.
I guess the point of this letter was just to tell you that I know it might be hard, and I know that I’m selfish for putting us through all of this, but I also know that we’re going to be okay. This semester will be over before we know it, and we’ll have so many new stories to tell each other.
I can’t thank you enough for all that you do for me, and your patience with me during this time. It would not be the same without your support. Thank you for allowing me to follow this dream and thank you for choosing to be mine (But not like mine in an objectifying way, you’re totally not an object, obviously you’re your own person.)
Truly Yours,
The One Who Left You Behind




















