Foreigner of Reality

8

You're leaving soon. Off to your amazing future, to do amazing things, with amazing people. And since I can't tell this to you, I'm just going to tell everyone else our love story. I'll never forget the camp where I met you. I always loved when guys were amazing with kids and to this day I've never met anyone more amazing with little hyper kids. I wasn't so sure of you at the time because I just got out of a committed relationship about two months earlier and my life was going through a hurricane at that moment. And yet, you made me so interested in you. You just seemed so different and loveable and funny, I couldn't stay away no matter how hard I tried. And what do you know, about a week after camp we went on our first date at the little coffee shop on mainstreet. Hard to believe that little coffee shop I didn't even know existed a year ago, happens to be my favorite place on earth now. We talked for hours and I learned such a respect for you that day and I think you did too. We went on many other dates after that, the second of which I met your mother and sister and they still happen to be some of the most respected women in my life. We had a very hectic, crazy, love-filled, insane, sexual, amazing six months together. I won't go into much depth into that stuff because, frankly, I don't care about a lot of it anymore. The breakup was the most painful thing I've ever felt in my life. More painful than any cut or any broken bone, because you broke me for months, we loved each other. And not to mention the incredibly awkward reunion weeks after the breakup when I brought you your shit back. I really wanted to throw it all in the trash or burn it but I guess I was too good of a person. I couldn't believe you when you brought back the last date that night. You saw my quickly drive away, what you didn't see is how I stopped once I turned the corner off your street and cried for a while. For months I hated you. You taught me love but you also taught me anger. I was never angry before you broke up with me, that's something I learned afterwards. I wish it was just a clean break, I wish you made it fast and easy, instead of dragging it on for four months. You continued to play with my heart and shove my face into the pavement with your words. Saying you loved me but quickly afterwards saying you wouldn't let yourself me. My anger for you was so high and you know I took it out on you as often as I could, turning our love to hatred a little too often. It wasn't until last month, five months after you broke up with me that you told me we couldn't talk anymore because you needed to move on with your life. That was the last time I cried about you. We only spoke once since then, when I wished you happy birthday. And that's it. Soon you'll be graduating and, no surprise here, you got a full ride to an engineering school. After you graduate I've decided I'm gonna wish you the best, get my official and final goodbye, and finally be done. This whole relationship has almost lasted a full year, as I met you almost exactly a year ago. I really do wish you the best though, as I've finally moved on. My love for you has faded, but the amazing memories with you will never go away. Have an amazing life, as I know you'll be an amazing genius doing amazing things, with amazing people. You're leaving soon. Off to your amazing future, to do amazing things, with amazing people. And since I can't tell this to you, I'm just going to tell everyone else our love story. I'll never forget the camp where I met you. I always loved when guys were amazing with kids and to this day I've never met anyone more amazing with little hyper kids. I wasn't so sure of you at the time because I just got out of a committed relationship about two months earlier and my life was going through a hurricane at that moment. And yet, you made me so interested in you. You just seemed so different and loveable and funny, I couldn't stay away no matter how hard I tried. And what do you know, about a week after camp we went on our first date at the little coffee shop on mainstreet. Hard to believe that little coffee shop I didn't even know existed a year ago, happens to be my favorite place on earth now. We talked for hours and I learned such a respect for you that day and I think you did too. We went on many other dates after that, the second of which I met your mother and sister and they still happen to be some of the most respected women in my life. We had a very hectic, crazy, love-filled, insane, sexual, amazing six months together. I won't go into much depth into that stuff because, frankly, I don't care about a lot of it anymore. The breakup was the most painful thing I've ever felt in my life. More painful than any cut or any broken bone, because you broke me for months, we loved each other. And not to mention the incredibly awkward reunion weeks after the breakup when I brought you your shit back. I really wanted to throw it all in the trash or burn it but I guess I was too good of a person. I couldn't believe you when you brought back the last date that night. You saw my quickly drive away, what you didn't see is how I stopped once I turned the corner off your street and cried for a while. For months I hated you. You taught me love but you also taught me anger. I was never angry before you broke up with me, that's something I learned afterwards. I wish it was just a clean break, I wish you made it fast and easy, instead of dragging it on for four months. You continued to play with my heart and shove my face into the pavement with your words. Saying you loved me but quickly afterwards saying you wouldn't let yourself me. My anger for you was so high and you know I took it out on you as often as I could, turning our love to hatred a little too often. It wasn't until last month, five months after you broke up with me that you told me we couldn't talk anymore because you needed to move on with your life. That was the last time I cried about you. We only spoke once since then, when I wished you happy birthday. And that's it. Soon you'll be graduating and, no surprise here, you got a full ride to an engineering school. After you graduate I've decided I'm gonna wish you the best, get my official and final goodbye, and finally be done. This whole relationship has almost lasted a full year, as I met you almost exactly a year ago. I really do wish you the best though, as I've finally moved on. My love for you has faded, but the amazing memories with you will never go away. Have an amazing life, as I know you'll be an amazing genius doing amazing things, with amazing people.