Maybe there was too much passion between us. After you erupted in anger over my phone call with Scott, the way I looked at you shifted and I couldn’t switch it back. You should have been angry, because I was interested in Scott, and I ended up dating him soon after you. But please understand, something in me knew that it was time for me to leave the situation we were in, but I knew it wasn’t in your best interest. I was leaving you, for you.
There is an actor whose voice sounds just of yours. To this day, when I hear him in films I shudder to my core. I still think of you often and wish so deeply that we could be a part of each other’s lives. I hope that the reason you have chosen not to speak to me is not because you are angry with me. More important than having you in my life is knowing that you are happy and healthy. My secret hope is to reunite with you in another life, and I kind of believe that we will. Until then, there will always be a piece of my soul that aches for you.
Thank you for bringing love and passion to my life and for setting the bar for how I should be treated.
Dear Scott,
My relationship with you was probably the most crucial one of my life. But you already know this. You were a gift from above and it terrifies me to think of where I would be today, had you not come into my life. Everything that is good in my life today is a direct result of you taking my hand and showing me a way out.
You already know these things, but I hope you know that you didn’t just play a role that could have been filled by anyone. The period of my life that we dated was one of exploration, testing limits, experimentation, all helping me to determine who I was and who I wanted to be. It was a roller coaster, but it was also fun. And you held my hand patiently and supportively the entire way. (And I think you had a bit of fun too.)
