You again. You’re always on my mind, as much as I don’t want you there. I tell myself to stop thinking about you… which makes me technically think about you. But I’m trying. I really am. Soon you’ll be something of the past.
Yesterday, I made the decision to start the long and hard process of getting over you. It’s actually going well so far. I went out last night and actually met a (so far seemingly) nice guy. Sure, he’s a bit younger than I am, but that is something I would be willing overlook if anything ever did pan out in the future. I just found it weird… he has the same name as you.
I don’t know if this is a good or bad thing. The name reminds me of you, 100%. But he seems different than you do. He was polite, happy, and genuine. Not that you weren’t on the outside.. but I think it was just something you were putting on to make people think that you’re someone that you aren’t.
I don’t know. I’m not going to judge this guy on his name, rather on his character.. which seems a hell of a lot better than yours ever was.
This WILL be the last letter I write to you, even if I don’t send it. Good luck being a jerk-off. I’m sure you’ll find someone well-suited to your personality sometime in the near future.