We were young and hopeful. We were determined to prove that we were not like any other couples in the world—we are strong, we are serious, we are meant to be. It could have really been a beautiful love story: high school sweethearts who survived the test of time, who reached their goals together, and ended up marrying each other. We had plans and our hopes were high. We were happyand young and carefree and full of dreams.
But we were also still growing up. We went to different universities. I left our little town to study in the big city. We met new people, new friends. Our schedules were loaded, and the pressure was too strong—but I'd like to believer we were stronger than those forces. We were coping just fine at first but as time went by, we discovered new things and developed new hobbies that we both lost in touch with each other. We have found new lives, lives away from each other. And then we grew apart.
We were young and there is so much more out there. Still, we try to denied it because it's been too long and we've been together for years. We had our lives planned together. But a lot of things have changed and there were times that I felt like we don't really know each other anymore. I would take all the blame if you want me to, but I know I just did what's best for us.
We aren't so young anymore, but not yet old to move forward. Between the two of us, I changed more. Part of that change is being courageous enough to find happiness. I did chase my happiness, but I hurt you in the process. I found my happiness in solitude. And I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me.
I am sorry for putting an end on what we had. I am sorry for breaking my promises. I am sorry for shattering your heart into pieces. We will be old one day, and I want you to know that today up to that day and beyond, you'll always hold that one special space in my heart. You were, after all, my first love.