From Our Readers: To the Person I've Written a Hundred Letters To
You know they say the most painful way to get over someone is to write about them—I disagree.
I was in love with you and I could not stop writing about you. I have found comfort in writing even the shortest notes. I have expressed my love for you in writing more than I have ever had the chance to say. I have written over a hundred letters to you. And I have no idea if you have read them all, but I hope you've kept them.
I have written over a hundred letters to you. And I have no idea if you have read them all, but I hope you've kept them.
Written in those letters are words I would never allow anyone else to read. I have confessed how much I love you in those letters and the amount of love poured onto those letters is fascinating but at the same time terrifying.
My letters to you were the product of pain, love, and a hundred other feelings. I hope you keep them because they're precious and they're going to be one in a million because I won't be writing to you for a long time. I hope you keep them because every single word written in those letters came from my heart and I meant every single one of them. I hope you keep them because someday you might want a little reminder of how we used to be. I hope you keep them because I have given them a hundred percent of my effort. I hope you keep them because I won't be writing to you for a long time. Not because you left me but because it doesn't mean anything to you anymore.
I will stop writing to you because I have to let you go. I don't know if this would help but it's a start. I honestly have no idea of how to let go of the person who has seen your soul, who became your other half—I honestly don't know. But maybe if I stop writing to you, it'll help me move forward. You have been busy with your life. I know I don't have any more room in your life anymore, so I'll stop squeezing myself into it. I can't keep holding on to someone who doesn't want to be held on to.
So baby, this is me letting you go. I have loved you more than I have ever thought I would and I can assure you that the space you have occupied in my heart will never be anyone else's. And I guess I will still love you but this time, I'll be loving you quietly from a far. I hope you know how this kills me. I'll miss you. You do you, my love. Till we cross paths again—hopefully when we're better for each other.
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