Remember when we used to stay awake late at night talking on the phone, laughing about how we were a while ago, talking and dreaming of how we will be in the future? Remember when you'd send me text messages telling me you love me and that I should believe it cause it's true? Remember when people would say that we're too young to be in love and you'd tell me, that we'd prove them wrong ?

I used to think those days would never end. I thought every day, every moment would be like those moments with you. I thought what we had was something worth fighting for. I got blinded by my fantasy that one day I will end up with you and you will end up and me. We believed in love forever, but I guess we're just not meant to be. You are my first and I thought you'd be the last. 

We tried to fight for it, we tried but I guess we became tired. Something went wrong. Something was different. I realized that there are just things in life that that this world deprives us of.  And I guess we just drifted apart. Sometimes, letting go is less painful than holding on. The pain that I'm feeling right now is nothing compared to the happiness that I felt then with you. I am glad that I am in so much pain because that would explain how much I loved you. Pain is sometimes a beautiful thing, It  may take days, months or even years for me to get over you, but don't worry I'll move on. 

          And so I thank you, I thank you for the broken heart. Thank you for making me feel special when I felt that I wasn't. Thank you, for being there when I needed you most, for the patience because I know it wasn't an easy ride with me. Thank you for making me feel wanted and loved. Thank you for those warm hugs that made me feel so special. for those i love you's that always gave me butterflies, for the promises we made, i know they were true then. Thank you for this love story, this beautiful tragedy.