Hey, it’s me.

There are a few things I need to get off my chest. Some stuff you may know already, but it needs to be said. If not for you, for me.

The 2+ years that we spent together were the best of my entire life. You showed me what it was like to be loved unconditionally by someone other than family. You taught me how to really and truly laugh, even when I was stressed out about college applications or finding the perfect prom dress. But most importantly, you taught me how to love without limits – to give your heart, mind, and soul to someone without holding anything back.

Our relationship was unique, to say the very least. The issues that we faced shouldn’t have been issues to begin with, let alone for people our age. We were just kids when we started dating. Naïve, young kids who thought the world was ours for the taking and that nothing would ever break us apart if we just stuck by each other, never let go, and loved in the face of hate.

For a while, that worked. We were happy.

I remember our first Valentine’s Day like it was yesterday. I still have the earrings, the monkeys, and even the perfume (which barely has anything left because I used it so often… I’m saving that little bit for the memories). But our relationship was never about the material items. We rarely bought each other gifts and I liked it better that way. Do you remember the poem you wrote me for my birthday? You titled it “Superwoman.” That was the only thing I wanted, but when I read it, it was so much more than I could’ve ever asked for.

We didn’t wait long before we said those three words to each other because I don’t know about you, but I just knew. I knew that I loved you from the beginning. Looking back, I may have loved you from the moment that we met on New Year’s Eve because instead of trying to kiss me, you talked to me. Instead of texting, you would call to hear my voice. Instead of whispering to just me, you shouted to the whole world that you loved me.

I will never forget the moment I stopped myself from telling you that I loved you for the first time. We were at junior prom on the dance floor having a great time (even if you weren’t, you made it seem like you were), when a slow song came on – “All of Me” by John Legend. You immediately grabbed me and pulled me close to you. All I could think about in that moment was how much I must have meant to you since you were going through so much trouble to make that night special. You knew how big of a deal prom was for me and because of you, those nights are some of my favorite high school memories. I should’ve said it then, but I was scared.

After you told me the first time, I was never scared to say I love you ever again. In fact, I wanted to tell you every second of every day – when everything was great, but even more when we were going through hard times.

Eventually, the hard times became too hard for us and we couldn’t handle the enormous strain it put on our relationship. On and off for a while, we couldn’t fully let each other go. And then it happened. Everything ended and before I knew it, three months went by without a word between us. Although we are able to talk like friends now, I don’t think anything will ever be the same and that hurts me more than you’ll ever know.

There is never a moment in the day where I don’t miss you, even now. Your presence, your voice, your touch, your laugh, your smell. I dream of you often – more than I am willing to admit. I cry because I miss you, even more than I dream of you. I look at pictures and videos of us when we were happy together all the time. I still have your phone number memorized just in case. I have never, for even one second, stopped loving you.

All of the things that we went through brought us closer together and not many people can understand that. Our love was a much more intense love than anyone from the outside looking in would see. I am grateful to have shared that experience with you and only you.

I am also hopeful. I hope that you are happy. I hope that you never forget me. But above all, I hope one day things will change for us. And that there will be an “us” again. I have told you this before and I will stick by it forever, you are a bright light in this dark world, in my dark world.

Thank you for being my Superman.

I love you. Always.

Your Superwoman