To: haileybryant@gmail.com
Subject: better than me
I won the game today. A lot of college scouts were here and apparently, I impressed them all.
All that, and I felt nothing. My grades are great, college is looking out to be great as well, but Hails, I wasn't happy. Chelsea was unable to fill any part of the hole you left in my heart. I grew distant from her because I realized being with her wasn't helping me forget you. It was doing rather the opposite. I miss you so much that I'm beginning to dream of you. I dreamt of your laughter, your sweetness, your caring hands, your witty remarks, your lips, your eyes...you.
I miss our long conversations, the way your eyes would brighten as you made your case about a topic. I get that you've moved on, happy with another man. And I'm happy for you, Hailey, I truly am. I hope he gives you everything I can't, everything that you deserve and more.
I will forever be yours, that's what I've come to realize. There was no point in trying with Chelsea because I felt nothing for her. I broke it off yesterday. She, too, deserves better than me. You all deserve better than me. I'm sorry it took me this long to realize.
Saved: Oct 4, 12:03 AM
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