March 29, 2014
Dear Luke,
You should've opened your eyes months ago, I was crazy for you.
I've been dating Bryce for 7 months now. Close to 8.
I told him a while back about the letters I wrote you.
He asked if I still wrote them, and I said no.
He said he was proud of me, but he thought I should write you one more, telling you what's happened to me now that you're gone.
So here I am, writing you this letter, as he watches me.
Not much has happened that is really any of your business.
The only thing that I think really concerns you, is the fact that I now love someone that isn't you.
I loved you, Luke Hemmings, I really did.
Loved. Past tense.
It sucks when you miss someone so much that you look through old photos, old messages, even old statuses. And then the hurt comes back, and you know you shouldn't be looking back, but you can't help it because they really meant something to you and you thought it would last.
That was me with you.
You were my world, I wanted nothing more than to get you back.
One of the hardest things you'll ever have to do, is stop loving someone because they stopped loving you.
I would like to think, that meeting Bryce is why I stopped loving you.
I would like to think that he is so much better for me than you.
I know he is so much better.
In your life, you'll meet people. Some you never think about again. Some you wonder about what happened to them. You wonder if some ever think about you. And then there are some that you wish you never had to think about again, but you do...
That was me with you.
The feelings that I once had for you, are no longer there.
And for the first time in a while, I really don't care.
The sad thing is, I really thought you wanted to be with me.
But I was never good enough for you, no matter how hard I tried. As you shined as bright as the moon, I was only a small star in the sky.
There's only one thing I really need for you to know.
No matter how badly you broke me, Bryce was the one who fixed me.
It doesn't matter who hurt you, or broke you down. What matters is who made you smile again.
One day, someone is going to hug you so tight, that all your broken pieces fit together again.
Yours truly,
Emma
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