We had a hell of a nice time together.
We held hands in our youth and by the time we made it to the end, we weren’t the same people who believed that we’d have more time.
By the time we reached the end, we were worn out from making excuses to hold on to each other. We were worn out from trying to keep all the promises we made. It’s enough for me to think that we tried to keep them. I hope you know that.
I understand. It was too hard to grow without out growing each other and the thing with being so young and naive is that you really believe in the idea of loving someone for lifetimes. The problem isn’t believing in that, the problem is believing that you get to keep that person the whole time you love them and now I see how wrong I was.
Because it’s been two years and I will love you till the last day I spend on earth but you won’t be there with me. You haven’t been here with me and that was sad for a hell of a long time but in time, it only got better.
I can love you for a whole lifetime and in a different realm after this but I’ve accepted that you aren’t for me to keep. You never were. But for what it's worth thank you for being the first to love me with such high hopes for the future. Thank you for the firsts and lasts and for dreaming with me. For not letting me be the only one who believed that we’d have forever. Thank you for teaching me that broken hearts can heal and that your first love is not going to be your last.
letters for a first love @thewordsyouneverunderstood