Falling back in love

The response

Dear Katie,
    Sorry it took me a while to respond. When the letter arrived at my apartment and I saw it had your name on it, I left it on my desk for 5 days. I was too scared of what it might say. Too scared to relive all the emotions I thought I had pushed away. Now I'm sitting here, in my hot apartment in Florida, trying to remember the little details of our relationship. I thought it might be hard to forget, but I remember. I remember everything. I remember how we would have minecraft dates. I remember how you would read books under trees with Patches in your lap. I remember how you would get along with George and Sapnap so well. They used to ask about you, asking about what happened on that chilly night in June. They miss you. I miss you. I miss your laugh. I miss your smile that could light up the world. I miss late night discord calls. I miss planning our future together. I find myself thinking about what we could have been if you didn't give up on us. But I can't blame you. It isn't your fault. When I was texting my ex, I knew it was wrong, I knew that you would find out but I still did it. If I could go back in time and fix what I did, I would, trust me I would. I wouldn't be writing this letter at 2:42 AM if I wouldn't.
For a time, I thought I did forget. I moved on. I met new people, I talked to new girls. But I soon realized the people who I chose to talk to,  resembled you too closely. Even when I thought I had moved on, even when I didn't think of you for days, there would be something that would set me off, making me dream of you at night. A familiar scent, a familiar place, a familiar sound, there was always something that would bring me back to thinking of you. These girls you talk of, that beg to date me, couldn't hold a candle to you. You. You gave me air to breathe. You were my light in the dark. You gave me hope. You were my queen. My everything. My heart was broken because of you, and you weren't there to pick up the pieces. But I would do it again. Break my heart as many times as you like, my heart is only yours to break.
When I read the part of the letter where you mentioned the quote "Right person. Wrong time," It made me hope that our relationship won't be another sad quote in some cheesy romantic book. We can write our own story. Our own ending. We don't have to end here.
I think one of the reasons I now remember these little details and little moments that still, even more than a year later makes my heart ache thinking about them, is because I now know that I don't want to forget. I don't want to move on. I'm not ready. I am not ready for your chapter in my life to end. I am not ready for our ending. And I don't think you are either.
- Clay

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