It’s been about 3 and a half years since we broke up. It feels like a lifetime.
I just wanted you to know, I lied when I wrote you the first “Dear Jon” letter.
I lied when I said I didn’t love you anymore. I did love you – I loved you for a long time after that. I always thought you would fight for me, that you would turn up on my doorstep – that there would be at least one more scene in the movie that was “us”. Instead, you let me go. You let me go. And I never saw you again.
I wish it was possible to see you again.