To the boy with a broken heart,
I miss you. I knew I would. But... I think I've started to move on. I moved into my new apartment last week. It's cold without you, and smaller than I'm used to. I guess thats the difference between one person and two. But it has a great view of the city at night, and the Empire State Building, Just like I had dreamed of. And I met someone new today, he helped bring up the books my mom dropped off on Sunday. I'm six flights up and the elevator's broken... Figures. He doesn't compare to you though. I can't get you out of my mind. I miss you.
I've thought of a title for my book! 'A Letter To A Lover.' It's gonna be great. It is a bit sad though... It's about a girl who moves on from the love of her life. I wish you were here to read it.
Love, the girl finally finding her way.
