Unsent Messages

Dear Ethan, you were my first love. The person I thought I would grow old with. The person who I thought would be there for me through everything. On my birthday card you wrote about our trust and how strong it was. And then this happened, we were together since I was thirteen. You were all I ever knew. Up until now my teenage life revolved around a boy, the one boy i thought would always be there for me when times were rough. We made long distance work for nearly two years. Then you moved back. I often think to myself, if you hadn't moved back none of this would have happened. But then i also think, if a boy who claims he loved me more then he loved himself, can sit there and say the things you said to me, maybe you didn't love me as much as you said. I guess it's just the fault in our stars. Maybe it was a case of the right person at the wrong time. But look how messy it is now. We can never go back to how we were. Your family was my family, your mum was my best friend. When we broke up i didn't just lose you, i lost a part of myself. I didn't cry much at first, I was so mad, I couldn't cry much because reality hadn’t hit me. The reality that my dreams were just that. Dreams.