My darling you,
Every single day, I pine for you.
I look at my sons and wish they were yours.
I never meant to marry someone else. You were supposed to be my James Garner. You remember.
But you didn’t fight for me. You stopped. You got over me…and yet, five years later, I’m still wondering what if and you’re still single.
I married a great guy. I love him. He loves me and is a terrific father. There’s no reason for me to not be happy with him…except he’s not you. I’m too afraid to just leave. We’ve both changed a lot in the years that have passed. It would be awful to tear apart my family without a sure thing waiting to help heal the hurts. But you are “over” me. You have moved right on. I’ve loved you for almost ten years. A decade. How could you let go, when you’re all I really wanted? Why couldn’t you fight for me, for us?
If you read this, and in your heart of hearts you still want me and will be good to my kids, I love you deeper than the Bering Sea. Beyond all the changes in both of our lives, my love has continued to grow. You know how to reach me.