Heartbroken Letters

Summer Love

Dear Henry,
It has been a long time, huh? I know you will be surprised when you read this letter. No, you will probably have the biggest shock of your life. You weren't lying when you said that you won't keep in touch. You weren't lying when you said that you'd let me go. Hell, you weren't lying even when you said that you would try and move on. Yes, I know about your love life. I know what your reaction will be when you read the previous sentence. Your eyes will widen, your eyebrows will shoot up to the roof, you will suck in a deep breath and your lips will roll in your mouth. I knew you that well. Notice the use of the word 'knew'. This is because now I'm not sure I knew you at all. I thought your promise of putting 'us' in the past was just another one of your lies. I thought we had a forever. I thought that we would somehow find our way back to each other. Yeah, I thought a lot of things. None of which came true. But I know one thing. I lied when I promised that I'd leave you behind. I haven't deleted your number. I haven't deleted the pictures. I haven't thrown away the gifts. I haven't burnt the letters. I haven't done a lot of things I promised I would. But then, when was I ever good at keeping promises ? I promised myself I wouldn't fall in love. I promised myself I wouldn't ever cry over a guy. But I have done all of those. I never thought I'll be one of those girls. I never thought I'd be one of those girls who let a guy define their personalities, who cried their hearts out over a guy, who cried as if they lost everyone and everything, who ceased to live, who just existed after that guy left. I used to loathe that type. Does that mean I loathe myself ? No, I don't. I never have and never will loathe myself. Trust me, that's the only promise I have managed to keep. Ours wasn't just a summer love. Maybe it was. To you. Not to me. That's because you are the only guy I have been able to fully and wholly love. Obviously, that doesn't apply to you. You have found a new girlfriend. She is beautiful and she loves you. So do you. She keeps you happy like I have never been able to. I won't be selfish and want to keep you to myself. What I really want is for you to stay happy. Maybe one day I'll move on and be able to put you in the past. Maybe. Till then I'll let you go.
Forever and always.
Marie