I thought falling for someone else would help me get over you. We dated for almost a year and we ended up at college together and decided to go our separate ways and if we were meant to be, our paths would cross again. But they haven’t and I’m scared that they never will. I don’t know if anyone will ever live up to your standards again but then again I always have a battle with myself inside my head because I know there’s a part of me that deserved better. We were perfect and I was so in love with you, but I know there was a part of you that was ashamed of me, even if you don’t want to admit it. We never spoke about it out loud, but I could sense your implications- you were embarrassed because I was a different race than you and you didn’t know how to tell your parents. At first I didn’t want to tell my parents because I’m not necessarily open to them about this kind of stuff but as we talked about our break up more and more, you would say things like you didn’t know how I could meet your parents or what they would say. I thought about that conversation a lot and came to realize that you were ashamed of me, but I hope you realize that it was also because you were ashamed of yourself. I deserve to be with someone who likes me for me and isn’t afraid to tell anyone, especially their parents. You would never fight for me, and that’s the main reason that kept me going, trying to get over you.
Funny thing is, that I was fully ready to fight for you back. I knew you would never, so I was going to take the initiative to do it myself, man up and fight for you. But then, I found out that you have a serious girlfriend. We used to be best friends and talk about those kind of things and now we don’t even speak. I had to find out from your best friend, who makes more of an effort than you do. I wrote a letter for you and was going to deliver it to your house and put it on your car, and I tell myself that it’s your girlfriend that’s stopping me. Maybe that’s helping but I know that you’re not worth fighting for if you’re never gonna fight for me back. You won’t fight for me, you won’t even tell your parents that you love me.
I hope you have a good life, I really do. I hope your happy. I still remember the day we sat in the car and you looked me dead in the eyes and said, “I don’t want you to be the one that got away.” Well, looks like it’s going to be that way.