When We Were Young

To The One That Got Away

To: Hunter Smith

Dear Hunter, 

It's me, Marcella. I know it's been awhile but I hope you'll at least listen, well technically read what I have to say. 

I wish I had enough courage to tell you how I truly felt about you. You were mine and I was your's. You made me feel loved and special. Was it my fault. I wish I could tell you how much you meant to me when you were mine. Before you left to where ever you are. I wish I hadn't cared so much about what other people thought about us. What my family thought of you. 

I wish I said what I was truly thinking. I said no but I meant yes.

Every now and then I wonder what I would be like if I had fought for you. If I hadn't taken you for granted.

Hunter Eric Smith, you were and will always be The One That Got Away. You will always be in my heart.You will always be at the back of my mind along with all my what ifs and I will always remember the times when we literally and figuratively danced in the rain. 

Even if I wanted to I can't remember to forget you. They say time heals everything but they're all wrong. Time flew and my heart is still broken in thousands of pieces, unhealed. But when I finally accepted the fact that your heart no longer belonged to me, my heart did heal and I did move on. 

But it doesn't mean that I will forget us. When we would go hiking and I couldn't move any further, you would carry me over to the same oak tree and we would look at all the stars. I will always remember when you sang a mash up of all the most popular love songs on Valentines day. More than that I'll miss the way you held me in your arms when I cried for what seems like hours. And when the tears eventually stopped and I was soon familiar with the pain, you still held me. Some how that was enough to make the pain fade, even if it was just for a while. 

I'm sorry Hunter. Do you accept my apology? I hope you do. 

Lots of Love and Regret 

xoxo

Marcella Z. Fitzgerald