If you would have asked me 1.5 years ago if we would still be together, I would have answered yes. I thought you were the love of my life. We went through so much in the 4 years we were together. I loved you. While now I still think of you as my best friend. You moved 15 hours away. We moved on, well I did. I am not quite sure if you have. I am betting probably not. Sometimes I feel guilty still talking to you.
I am happy we are broken up because I met a fantastic person. One who may have issues and be a little crazy, but he understands me and is supportive when I have my crazy moments. And that is all you can ask for right?
I think I love him, even though neither one of has said it to each other. I see a future. And for the first time I can actually see myself getting married and settling down. His family has accepted me and been so extremely nice to me. For once I think I have a future of having a family.
I still love you, but I’m not longer in love with you.