I think I’m finally over you. I can think about the past without it hurting too much now, and I’m ready to let go of everything we had so I can move on. Part of me hopes we might have another chance in the future, that we might be able to make it work, but maybe it’s just not meant to be. Maybe you were only meant to be my first love. To show me what it meant to be loved. I hope that you’re happier now and that you’ll fall in love again with the right person.