Goner ; cth [completed]

nineteen.

dear calum,

my birthday is in two months. i'm going to be turning twenty-nine.

i always thought my life would be different.

by now i thought i'd be engaged. or even be in a long-term relationship.

but i've had trouble keeping a stable relationship since i've met you. and you're the reason why i can't keep one.

that's what i tell myself, at least, when i fall into a lonely depression, and want to blame everything on you.

i've decided that i'm going to get over you. i've done a lot of thinking, and i've realized how draining it is to keep thinking about you, about us, and about scenarios that will never have the chance of happening.

calum you were a big piece in my life, but i need to let you go.

i know you'd want this anyway.

i'm not going to forget you, i'm just putting you in the back of my mind.

you were a big part of developing who i am, but it's time for me to actually start living my life.

it's coming up on three years. me and your old friends are going to visit your grave.

we've all been hanging out a lot these past few years.

we've all decided to move on. we're helping each other with it.

i love you a lot calum, i want you to know that. but it's time for me to let go.

love,

jess

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(a/n): this is the last chapter of the book, I hope you liked the story. For once in my life I'm actually happy with a story I wrote. Anyways, I'll be updating a part that is Calum's Letter. I should be posting it this week.